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^Praise  ii-  comely  for  the  upvi^ht,^'     Psalms. 


BALTIMORE: 

JOHX    J.     IIAUROU,     PCBLISHEIt, 
No.  178,  Vlarket  Stivet. 

1823. 

Matchett,  Printer. 


BISTRICT  OF  MARriAXD,  ss. 

,     BE  IT  REMEMBERED,  Tliut  on  this  twenty-eiplith 
*#**i^»v#    day  of  OctolRT,  in  ihe  riit)-s'.-venth  year  of 

*  »    g.    *   the  Independence  of  the  United  States  of 

*  ■        *    America,  .Io)in. J.  HaiT(;'l,  of  the  said  District, 
«******K    hnthdenos.ted  inthisoftice  tlietilleof  a  book, 

ihc  rifjht  whei-eof  he  claims  as  compiler,  in  tlje  words  follow- 
ing:, to  wit:— 

*'•  Public,  Parlour,  and  Cottage  Hymns.    A  new  se- 

*'  lection.     In  tno  harts.    '  Praise  is  comely  for  the  up- 

"  right.'    PsalmsJ^ 

In  conformity  to  an  act  of  tite  Congress  of  the  United 
States  entitle'',  "An  A  et  for  the  eiicouragpn)t>nt  of  Learning, 
by  securing  the  copies  of  Majjs,  Charts,  and  Books,  to  the 
authors  and  proprietors  of  such  copies,  diu'ing  the  tunes 
tlierein  mentioned,"'  and  also  the  act  entitied,''An  Act  sup- 
plementary to  the  Act,  entitled,  'An  Act  for  the  encoursge- 
nient  of  Learning,  by  securing  the  copies  of  Maps.  Chnjts, 
and  Books,  to  the  authors  and  jn-oprictors  of  such  coj)ies.  dur- 
intc  the  times  tht  ren;  mentioned.'  and  extendiiigtlie  hem  tits 
ther..  of  ti;  the  arts  of  Des!giiing,  Engraving,  and  Etching, 
Historical  and  ether  Prints." 

PHILIP  MOORE, 
Cftrk  »fths.  Dtsirict  of  Maryland, 


'ARLOUR,  AND  COTTAGE 


HYMN  1.     L.  "M. 

;EF0RE  Jehovah's  awful  throne, 
Ye  nations  bow  with  sacred  joy; 
Know  that  the  Lord  is  (iod  alone, 
lie  can  create,  and  he  destroy. 

2  His  soY'reign  power,  without  our  aid. 

Made  us  of  clay,  and  fonn'd  us  men; 
And  when  like  wand'ring"  sheep  we  stray'd, 
He  brought  us  to  his  fold  again. 

3  We'll  crowd  his  j^ates  with  thankful  songs, 

High  as  the  heavens  our  voices  raise; 
And  earth,  with  her  ten  thousand  tongues. 
Shall  hll  thy  courts  \^  ith  sounding-  praise. 

4  Wide  as  the  world  is  th}-  command, 

A'ast  as  eternity  thy  love; 
rirui  as  a  rock  thy  trutii  must  stand, 
When  rolling  \eurs  shall  ceaise  to  move. 


HYMN  2.     L.  M. 

awake, 

No  long-er  in  thy  sins  lie  down: 
The  garment  of  salvation  take, 

Thy  beauty  and  thy  strength  put  on. 

3  Shake  off  the  dust  thai  blinds  Ihy  sight. 
And  hides  the  promise  from  thine  eyes 
Arise,  and  struggle  into  light, 
I'he  great  Deliverer  calls,  arise! 

3  Shake  off  the  bands  of  sad  despair, 

Sion,  assert  tliy  liberty; 
Look  up,  thy  broken  heart  prepare. 
And  God  shall  set  the  captive  free. 

4  Vessels  of  mercy,  sons  of  grace. 

Be  purg'd  from  every  sinful  stain. 
Be  like  your  Lord,  his  word  embrace. 
Nor  bear  his  hallow*d  name  in  vam. 

5  The  Lord  shall  in  your  front  appear. 

And  lead  the  pompous  triumph  on; 
His  glory  shall  bring  up  the  rear. 
And  perfect  what  his  grace  begun. 

HYMN  3.     S.  M. 

1  AH !  whither  shall  I  go. 

Burdened,  and  sick,^  and  faint? 
To  whom  should  1  my  trouble  show, 
And  pour  out  my  complaint  ? 

2  My  Saviour  bids  me  come. 

Ah!  why  do  1  delay? 
He  calls  the  weary  sinner  home 
And  yet  from  him  1  stay. 


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W\mt  is  it  keeps  me  hack, 
From  which  I  cannot  part ' 

W  hich  will  not  let  my  Saviour  take 
Possession  of  my  heart. 

4  Some  cursed  thing-  unknown 

Miist  surely  ku*k  within; 
Some  idol  which  I  will  not  own. 
Some  secret,  bosom  sin. 

5  Jesus,  the  hind'rance  show, 

\N  hich  I  have  fear*d  to  see; 

Yet  let  me  now  consent  to  know 

What  keeps  me  out  of  thee. 

6  Searcher  of  hearts,  in  mine 

Thy  trying-  power  display; 
Into  its  darkest  corners  shine, 
And  take  the  veil  away! 

7  I  now  believe  in  thee 

Compassion  reigrns  alone: 

According  to  my  faith,  to  me 

O  let  it.  Lord,  be  done! 

8  In  me  is  all  the  bar, 

Wiiich  thou  wouldst  fain  removet 
Remove  it,  and  I  shall  declare 
That  God  is  only  love. 

HYMN  4.     S.  M. 

1  A  CHARGE  to  keep  I  have; 

A  God  to  glorify; 
A  never-dying  soul  lo  save, 
And  fit  it  for  the  sky. 

2  To  serve  the  present  age, 

My  eallinjf  to  fulfil: 


O  may  it  all  my  powers  engage 
J  o  do  m}-  Muster's  wiU. 

3  Arm  me  w.th  jt-a  ous  care, 

As  in  thy  sight  to  live; 
And  O,  tiiy  servant,  Lord,  prepare, 
A  strict  account  to  giv^. 

4  Help  me  to  u'atch  and  pray, 

rvnd  on  thyselt  rely: 
Assiir'd  if  1  my  trust  betray 
1  shall  tor  ever  die. 


HYMN  5.     CM. 

1  AT. AS  !  and  did  my  Saviour  bleed? 

And  did  my  Sovereign  die? 
"Wv^uld  he  devote  his  sacred  head 
For  such  a  worm  as  I  ? 

2  Was  it  for  crimes  that  I  have  done. 

He  groan'd  u|K)n  the  tree? 
Amazing  pity!  grace  unknown! 
And  love  beyond  degree! 

3  Well  might  the  sun  in  darkness  hide. 

And  shut  Jiis  glories  in; 
Wlien  Christ,  the  mighty  Maker  died, 
For  man,  the  creature's,  sin! 

4  Thus  might  I  hide  my  blushing  face. 

While  his  dear  cross  appears; 
Dissolve  my  heart  in  thankfulness. 
And  melt  mine  eyes  to  tears. 

5  But  drops  of  grief  can  ne*er  repay 

The  debt  of  love  1  owe: 
Here,  Lord,  I  give  mvself  away, 
»Tis  all  that  I  can  do. 


HYMN  6.    S.  M. 

1  "AND  can  I  yet  delay 

My  little  all  to  give  i" 
To  tear  my  soul  from  earth  away, 

And  Jesus  to  receive? 
Nay,  but  I  yield,  1  yield ! 

1  can  holdt)ut  no  more; 
I  sink  by  dyins?  love  coniijeji'd. 

And  own  thee  conqueror. 

3  Though  late,  I  all  forsake, 

My  friends,  my  all  resign; 
Gracious  Redeemer,  take,  O  take^ 

And  seal  me  ever  thine! 
Come,  a!\d  possess  me  whole. 

Nor  hence  again  remove; 
Settle  and  hx  m.  wav'ring  soul 

With  all  thy  weight  of  love. 

>  My  one  desire  be  this, 

Thine  only  love  to  know; 
To  seek  and  taste  no  other  bliss,^ 

No  other  good  below; 
My  life,  my  portion  thou, 

Thou  all-sufficient  art. 
My  liope,  my  heavenly  treasure,  now 

Enter  and  keep  my  heart ! 

HYMN  7.     C.  M. 

AND  let  this  feeble  body  fail, 

Anfl  let  it  faint  or  die; 
My  soul  shall  quit  the  mournful  vale^ 

And  soar  to  worlds  on  high: 
Shall  join  the  disembodied  saints. 

And  find  its  long-sought  rest: 
That  on!\  bliss  for  wiiich  it  pants 

In  ti>€  Kedeenier^s  breast.  - 


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2  In  hope  of  that  immortal  crown 

I  '.\)\v  the  cross  susUtm; 
Ami  i^ladly  wander  up  and  down. 

And  smile  at  toil  and  pain: 
I  S'lff'er  on  my  tlireescore  •,  tai-s 

Til)  my  Deliverer  come; 
And  vvipe  away  his  servant's  tears. 

And  lake  iiis  exile  hoaic.   * 

3  O  what  hath  Jesus  boug^ht  Por  me! 

BefoT-e  my  ravisii'd  cyea. 
Rivers  ot"  lite  divin;i  1  see. 

And  trees  of  paradise! 
I  see  a  world  of  spirits  brig-ht, 

Who  taste  tiie  pleasures  thf-re! 
I'hey  all  are  rob'd  in  spotless  u  hite. 

And  conq'j'inj?  palms  they  bear. 

4  O  whrit  ai-e  all  my  sufferings  here. 

If,  LfM-d,  thou  count  tne  iTie.  t. 
With  that  enrapturM  host  i*  appear. 

And  worship  at  thy  feet! 
Give  ioy  or  jrrief  give  ease  or  pain. 

Take  life  or  friends  awav: 
But  lei  me  fi-d  taem  all  a^aiu 

in  tiiat  eternal  day. 

HYVIN  8.     C.  \f. 

1  AND  must  I  be  to  iud'jcmcut  brought, 

And  answer  in  that  day, 
Forevery  vain  and  i<lie  thought. 
And  every  word  I  say? 

2  Yes,  ever-,  secret  of  my  heart 

Shall  sjiortly  I)e  inade  known, 
And  I  receive  my  just  desert 
ier  all  that  1  have  done. 


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J  How  careful  then  1  oiig'lit  to  live! 
\\irh  v\  li.it  religious  feur, 
■\Vho  such  a  strict  account  must  give 
For  my  behaviour  here! 

Thou  awful  judg-e  of  quick  and  dead. 
The  watchful  power  bestow; 

So  siiall  I  to  my  ways  take  heed, 
To  all  1  speak  or  do. 

5  If  now  thou  standest  at  the  door, 
()  let  rue  feel  thee  near! 
And  make  my  peace  with  God,  before 
1  at  thy  bar  ap^jear. 

HYMN  9.     P.  M. 
.  ARISE,  my  soul,  arise, 

Shake  ott'  thy  jiuilty  fears. 
The  bleed inj?  sacrifice 

lu  my  bthalf  appears; 
Before  the  throne  my  '••urety  stnnds. 
My  name  is  written  on  his  Ixunds. 

He  ever  lives  above, 

Vor  me  to  intercycle; 
His  all-redeeniln^'  love, 

His  precious  blood  to  plead; 
His  blood  aton  (1  for  all  bur  race. 
And  sprinkles  now  tiie  throne  of  grace. 

Five  bleediner  wounds  he  bears, 

Keceiv'd  on  Calvarv; 
They  ])our  effectual  j)rayers, 

1  hey  strongly  speak  for  me; 
Forgive  him,  O  forj^ive,  they  crj-, 
Kor  let  tiiat  ransom'd  sinner  diel' 

4  The  Father  hears  hin.  pray, 
liis  dear  utioinlcu  One:  " 


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He  cannot  turn  away 

The  presence  oriiis  Son: 
His  Spirit  answers  io  ibe  blood. 
And  telis  me  I  am  born  of  God. 

My  God  is  reconcil'd. 

His  pard*nint»-  voice  I  hear: 

He  owns  me  for  his  child, 
1  can  no  longer  fear; 

Witli  confidence  1  now  draw  nigh, 

And  Father,  Abba,  Fathei^  cry. 


HYMN  10.     C.  M. 

1  BEHOLD  the  Saviour  of  mankind, 
Nail'd  to  the  shameful  tree: 
How  vast  the  love  that  him  inclin'd 
To  bleed  and  die  for  thee! 

^  Hark,  how  he  groans!  while  nature  shakes. 
And  earth's  strong-  pillars  bend  ! 
Tne  templets  veil  in  sunder  breaks. 
The  solid  marbles  rend. 

3  'Tis  done!  the  precious  ransom's  paid, 

"  Receive  my  soul !  he  cries:" 
See  where  he  bows  his  sacred  head! 
He  bows  his  head  and  dies! 

4  But  soon  he'jl  break  death's  envious  chain, 

And  in  full  glory  shine; 
O  Lamb  of  God  !   was  ever  pain 
\\  as  ever  love  like  thine! 

HVM>^  11.     CM. 

1  BEING  of  beings,  God  of  love, 
To  thee  our  hearts  we  raise; 


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Thy  all-siistuining'  power  we  prove, 

And  glaul}  ^iiig'  LU}   j)raise. 

2  Th.iic,  wholly  tiiiiie,  we  pant  to  be, 

)iiv  suciirice  receive; 
M.*  ic,  and  preserv'd,  and  sav'd  oy  thee# 
i'otnce  oui-selves  we  give. 

3  Heuv'nwurd  our  every  wish  aspires, 

For  ail  thy  mercy's  store; 
Tiie  sole  return  th\  love  requires, 
is  that  we  ask  tor  more. 

4  For  more  we  ask,  we  open  then 

Our  hearts  t'embrace  thy  v.ill; 
Turn,  and  beget  us,  Lord,  again 
\Vith  all  tiiy  fulness  lill. 

5  Come,  Holy  Ghost,  the  Saviour's  love 

Shed  in  our  lieails  abroad; 

So  shall  we  ever  live  and  move. 

And  be  with  Christ  in  Uod. 


HYMN  12.     C.  M. 

1  BLEST  be  the  dear  uniting  love, 

I'hat  will  not  let  us  part, 
Our  bodies  may  far  olf  remove, 
We  sLiil  are  one  m  heart. 

2  Join'd  in  one  spirit  to  our  Head, 

Where  lie  appoints  we  go; 
And  still  in  Jehu's  footsteps  tread. 
And  show  his  praise  below. 

3  O  may  we  ever  walk  in  him, 

And  nothing  know  beside, 
Nothint^  'I'sive,  nothing  esteem. 
But  Jesus  crucilied ! 


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Closer  and  closer  let  ns  cleave 

'1  o  his  belovM  eriibrace; 
Expect  liis  fulness  to  receive, 

And  grace  to  answer  grace. 

5  Partakers  of  the  Saviour's  grace. 
The  same  in  mind  and  hcai't. 
Nor  joy,  nor  grief,  nor  time,  nor  place, 
Nor  life,  nor  death,  can  part. 

But  let  us  hasten  to  the  day, 
Which  shall  o\ir  flesh  restore: 

When  death  shall  all  be  done  away 
And  bodies  part  no  more. 

HYMN  13.     S.  M. 

1  BT.EST  be  the  tie  that  binds 

Our  hearts  in  Christian  love; 
The  fellowship  of  kindred  minds. 
Is  like  to  that  above. 

2  Before  our  Father's  throne 

We  pour  our  ardent  prayers; 
Our  fears,  our  hopes,  our  aims  are  one, 
Our  comforts,  and  our  cares. 

3  We  share  our  mutual  woes. 

Our  mutual  burdens  bear; 
And  often  for  each  other  flows 
The  sympathizing  tear. 

4  When  we  asunder  part, 

It  gives  us  inward  pain; 
But  we  shall  still  be  joinM  in  heart, 
And  hope  to  meet  again. 

This  glorious  hope  revives 
On-r  eourage  by  the  wayj 


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"While  each  in  expectation  lives 
Ami  longs  to  see  tlie  day. 

6  From  sorrow,  toil,  and  pain, 
And  sin,  we  shall  be  tree; 
And  pei-tecl  love  and  friendship  reign 
Through  all  eternity. 

HYMN   14.     S.  M. 

1  COME,  ye  that  love  the  Lord, 

And  let  your  joys  be  known; 
Join  in  a  song  with  sweet  accord. 

While  ye  surround  his  throne. 
Let  those  refiise  to  sing 

Who  never  knew  our  God; 
But  servants  of  the  heavenly  King 

May  speak  their  joys  abroad. 

2  The  God  that  rules  on  high. 

Who  all  the  earth  surveys, 
AVho  rides  upon  the  stormy  sky. 

And  calms  the  roaring  seas: 
This  awful  God  is  ours, 

Our  Father  and  our  Love, 
He  will  send  down  his  heavenly  powers 

To  carry  us  above. 

3  There  we  shall  see  his  face; 

And  never,  never  sin! 
There,  from  the  rivers  of  his  g^ce, 

J3rink  endless  pleasures  in; 
Yea,  and  before  we  rise 

To  that  immortal  state, 
The  thoughts  of  such  amazing  bliss 

Should  constant  joys  create. 

4  The  men  of  grace  have  found 

Glory  begun  below. 


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Celestial  fniit  on  earthly  ^ound 
Fi(;iii  tViith  and  hope  ntuy  grow 

Th'r:.  l:,t  our  songs  abound, 
A:id  every  tea;  be  dry: 

"Wc  re  marciiing'  throdgii  Immanuelns  land, 
To  fairer  worlds  on  iiigli, 

HYMN    15.    S.  M. 

1  SEE  how  the  rising  sun 

Pursues  his  shining  way; 
And  wide  proclain^s  his  Maker's  praise, 
With  every  brightening  ray, 

2  Thus  would  my  rising  soul 

Its  lieivvenly  parent  sing; 
"  And  to  its  great  original 

The  huinbie  tribute  bring. 

Serene  1  laid  me  down 

Beneatn  his  guardian  care; 
I  slept,  and  1  awoke,  and  found 

My  kind  Preserver  near! 

4  Thus  does  thine  ami  support 

This  weak,  defenceless  frame: 
But  whence  these  favors.  Lord,  to  me, 
So  worthless  as  1  am? 

5  O  how  shall  I  repay 

The  bounties  of  my  God? 

This  feeble  spirit  punts  beneath 

Thepleasin.,  painful  load. 

6  Dear  Saviour,  to  thy  cross 

lljring  my  sacrifice; 
By  tliee  perfum'd,  it  shall  ascend 
"With  fi-agrance  to  the  skies. 


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r   My  life  T  would  anew 

Devote,  O  Lord,  to  thee; 
And  in  thy  i)rts.nce  1  would  spend 
A  long"  eternity. 

HYMN  16.     P.  M. 

I  COME,  ye  sinners,  poor  and  needv, 
Weak  and  wounded,  sick  and  sore 
Jesus  ready  stands  to  save  you, 
Full  of  |)ity;  love,  and  power; 
He  is  able, 
He  is  willing,  doubt  no  more. 

i  Now,  ye  needy,  come  and  welcome, 
God's  free  bounty  glorify, 
True  belief  and  true  repentance, 
Every  grace  that  brings  you  ni;3fh;. 
\V  It  bout  money, 
Come  to  Jesus  Chiist  and  buy. 

J  Let  not  conscience  make  you  linger^ 
Nor  of  fitness  fondly  dream: 
All  the  fitness  he  requirelh. 
Is  to  feel  your  need  of  him; 
This  he  give?  you, 
'Tis  the  Spirit's  rismg  beam. 

t  Come,  ve  wearv,  heavy-laden. 
Lost  and  ruin'd  by  the  fall. 
If  you  tarry  till  you're  belter. 
You  uili  never  come  at  all; 
Not  the  righteous. 
Sinners — Jesus  came  to  cull. 

»  Agonizing  in  the  garden, 

Lo!  your  .Maker  prostrate  Kest 


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On  the  bloody  tree  behold  him! 
Hear  hitn  cry  before  he  dies, 
**  It  is  finish'd!" 
Sinners,  will  not  this  suffice? 

6  Lo!  th*  incarnate  God  ascending", 

pleads  the  merit  of  his  blood; 
Venture  on  hini,  venture  freely. 

Let  no  other  trust  intrude: 
None  but  Jesus 
Can  do  helpless  sinners  good. 

7  Saints  and  ang'  Is  join*d  in  concert, 

Singlhe  praises  of  the  Lamb, 
While  the  blissful  seats  of  heaven 

Sweetly  echo  with  his  name. 
Hallelujah? 
Sinners  here  may  do  the  same. 

HYMN  17     P.  M. 
1  ANGELS,  roll  the  rock  away. 
Death,  yield  up  thy  mie^hty  prey: 
See  the  Saviour  quits  the  tomb. 
Glowing  with  immortal  bloom. 


2  Shout  ye  seraphs;  Gabriel,  raise 
Fame's  eternal  trump  of  praise; 
Let  the  earth's  remotest  bound 
Echo  to  the  blissful  sound. 


Hallelujah. 


Hullelvjah' 


Now,  ye  saints,  lift  up  your  eyes. 
See  the  conqu'rer  mount  the  skies; 
Troops  of  anj^els  on  the  load, 
Hail,  and  sing  th'  incarnate  God. 

Hallelvjah. 


IT 

4  Heaven  unfolds  her  portals  wide, 
Glorious  hero,  thro'  them  ride; 
Kini^  of  glory,  mount  thy  throne. 
Boundless  empire  is  thine  own. 

Halldujali. 

5  Praise  him,  ye  celestial  choirs. 
Praise,  and  sweep  your  golden  lyres; 
Praise,  him  in  the  noblest  song's, 
From  ten  thousand,  thousand  tongues. 

Hallelujah' 


6  Ev'ry  note  to  rapture  swell: 
Sing  the  pow'rs  of  death  and  hell 

ffallelujah. 


Olllg       Lilt-      pVJ^Y       IJ       V/l      V*>-t«».l»     tillVJ.     •A'W.* 

Dragg'd  in  chains  behind  liis  wheels. 
Each  the  wreck  eternal  feels. 


7  Let  Tmmanuel  be  ador'd. 
Ransom,  Mediator,   Lord; 
To  creation's  utmost  bound. 
Let  th'  immortal  praise  resound. 

Jlullelujah, 

HYMN  18.    P.  M. 

1  BLOW  ye  the  trumpet,  blow 

The  gladly  solemn  sound; 
Let  all  the  nations  know. 

To  earth's  reiuotest  bounds. 
The  year  of  .kibiiee  is  come; 
Return,  ye  ransoni'd  sinners,  home! 

^  E.valt  the  lamli  of  God; 
Tiie  sin-atoning  Lamb, 
Redemption  by  liis  blood. 

Through  all  the  world  proclaim; 

Tfie  year  of  Jubilee,  &i: 
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3  Ye,  who  have  sold  for  nought, 

Your  heritag-e  above, 
c  ,  take  it  back  unbought. 

The  gift  of  Jesu*s  love; 

The  year  of  Jubilee^  &c» 

4  Ye  slaves  of  sin  and  hell, 
Yotir  liberty  receive; 
And  safe  in  Jesus  dwell. 
And  blest  in  Jesus  live; 

The  year  of  Jubilee,  &c. 

5  The  gospel  trumpet  hear, 
The  news  of  pard'niiig  grace; 
Ye  happy  souls,  draw  near. 
Behold  your  Saviour's  face; 

The  year  of  Jubilee,  &c, 

6  Jesus,  our  great  high-priest, 
Hath  full  atonement  made  ; 
Ye  weary  spirits,  rest; 

Ye  mourning  souls,  be  glad! 

The  year  of  Jubilee,  &c, 

HYMN  19.     C.  M. 

1  GOD  moves  in  a  mysterious  way. 

His  wonders  to  perform; 
He  plants  his  footsteps  in  the  sea. 
And  rides  upon  the  storm. 

2  Deep  in  imfathomable  mines 

Of  never-falling  skill, 
He  treasures  up  his  bright  designs. 
And  works  his  sov'reign  will. 

3  Ye  fearful  saints,  fresh  courage  take; 

The  clouds  ye  so  much  dread 
Are  biec  with  mercy,  and  sliall  break 
In  blessings  on  your  head, 


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4  Judge  not  the  Lord  by  feeble  sen^e^ 

y'ut  trust  him  for  his  grace; 
Behind  a  frowning  providence 
He  hides  a  smiUng  face. 

5  His  purposes  will  ripen  fast, 

Unfolding  ev'ry  hour; 
The  bud  may  have  a  bitter  taste, 
But  sweet  will  be  the  flow*r. 

6  Bhnd  unbelief  is  sure  to  err. 

And  scan  his  work  in  vain; 
God  is  his  own  interpreter. 
And  be  will  make  it  plain. 

HYMN  20.     P.  M. 

1  HARK!  the  herald  angels  say, 
Christ,  the  Lord,  is  ris'n  to-day! 
Kaise  your  joys  and  triumphs  high. 
Let  the  glorious  tidings  fly. 

Hallelujah. 

2  Love's  redeeming  work  is  done; 
Th*  battle's  fought,  the  vict'ry  won; 
Lo!  the  sun's  eclipse  .s  o'er; 

Lo!  he  sets  in  blood  no  more. 

Hallelujah. 

3  Vain  the  stone,  the  watch,  the  seal, 
Christ  has  burst  the  gates  of  hell; 
Death  in  vain  forbids  his  rise, 
Christ  hath  open'd  paradise. 

Hallelujah' 

4  Lives  again  our  glorious  king, 
"Where,  O  death,  s  now  thy  sting?* 
Once  he  died  our  souls  to  save, 
"Where's  thy  vict'ry,  boasting  grave?'* 

Hallelujah. 


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What  tho'  once  we  perished  all, 
Partners  of  our  parents'  full; 
Second  life  we  shall  receive,  . 

And  in  Christ  for  ever  live.  f 

ffallelujah. ' 

*Hail,  thou  great  Almighty  Lord, 
'Hail,  thou  great  incarnate  Word; 
*Hail  thou  suff'r'ing  Son  of  God, 
<Take  the  tropliies  of  thy  blood/] 

Hallelujah. 

HYMN  21.    L.  M. 

1  HE  dies!  the  friend  of  sinners  dies! 
Lo,  Salem's  daughters  weep  around! 
A  solemn  darkness  veils  tlie  skies! 

A  sudden  trembling  shakes  the  ground! 

2  Come,  Saints,  and  drop  a  tear  or  two 
For  him  who  groan'd  beneath  your  load: 
He  shed  a  tliousand  drops  for  you, 

A  tliousand  drops  of  richer  blood! 

3  Here's  love  and  giief  beyond  degree! 
Tlie  Lord  of  glory  dies  for  men! 
But  lo!  what  sudden  joys  we  see! 
Jesus,  the  dead,  revives  again! 

4  The  rising  God  forsakes  the  tomb! 
Up  to  his  Father's  court  he  flics; 
Cherubic  legions  guard  him  home. 
And  shout  him  welcome  to  the  skies! 

5  Break  off  your  teai*s,  ye  saints,  and  tell 
How  high  our  great  deliv'vcr  reigns; 
Sing  how  he  spoil'd  the  host  of  hell. 
And  led  the  monster,  death,  in  chains! 


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6  Say  "live  for  ever,  U'ond'rous  king^ 
"Horn  to  redeem,  and  strong-  to  save'.'* 
Then  ask  the  roonster,  "where's  thy  sting? 
*'And  Where's  thy  vict'ry,  boasting  grave?" 

HYMN  22.     P.  M. 

1  CniLDKEN  of  the  lieav'nly  King, 
As  we  journey  let  us  sing; 

Sing  our  Saviour's  v.orthy  praise. 
Glorious  in  his  works  and  wa}  s. 

2  We  are  trav'lling  home  to  God 
In  the  way  our  fathers  trod; 
They  are  happy  now,  and  we 
Soon  their  happiness  shall  see. 

3  O  ye  banish'd  seed  be  glad, 
Christ  our  Advocate  is  made: 
Us  to  save  our  flesh  assumes. 
Brother  to  our  souls  becomes. 

4  Fear  not,  brethren,  joyful  stand 
On  the  bordei-s  of  our  land; 
Jesus  Christ,  our  Father's  Son, 
Bids  us  undismay'd  go  on. 

5  Lord  !  obediently  we'll  go. 
Gladly  leaving  all  below; 
Only  thou  our  leader  be, 
And  we  still  will  follow  thee! 


HYMN  23.     C.  M. 
1  COME,  Holy  Spirit,  heavenly  dove. 
With  all  thy  quick'ning  powers; 
Kindle  a  flame  of  sacred  love 
In  these  cold  hearts  of  ours. 


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2  Look  flow  we  grovel  here  below. 
Fond  of  these  earthly  toys! 
Our  souls  how  heavily  they  go 
To  readi  eternal  joys. 

S  In  vain  we  tune  our  formal  songs. 
In  vain  we  strive  to  rise; 
Hosannas  languish  on  our  tongues. 
And  our  devotion  dies. 

4  Father,  shall  we  then  ever  live 

At  tills  poor  dying  ratei' 
Our  love  so  tiaint,  so  cold  to  thee. 
And  thine  to  us  so  great  ? 

5  Come,  Holy  Spirit,  heavenly  Dove, 

With  ail  tliy  quick'ning  powers; 
Come  shed  abroad  a  Saviour's  love. 
And  that  shall  kindle  ours. 


HYMN  24.    C.  M. 

1  COME  let  us  join  our  cheerful  songs 

With  angels  round  the  throne; 
Ten  thousuid  thousand  are  their  tongues. 
But  all  their  joys  are  one. 

2  Worthy  the  Lamb  that  died,  they  cry. 

To  be  exalted  thus: 
Woilliy  the  Lamb,  our  lips  reply, 
For  he  was  slain  for  us. 

3  Jesus  is  worthy  to  receive 

Honour  and  power  divine; 
And  blessings  more  than  we  can  g^vc. 
Be,  Lord,  forever  thine. 

4  Let  all  that  dwell  above  the  sky. 

And  air,  and  earth,  and  seas. 


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Conspire  to  lift  tliy  glories  high. 
And  sp:;ak  thine  endless  praise. 

le  whole  creation  join  in  one, 
To  bless  the  sacred  name 
him  that  sits  upon  the  throne. 
And  to  adore  the  Lamb. 

HYMN  25.    C.  M. 

JO  ME  let  us  use  the  grace  divine. 
And  all  witli  one  accord, 
1  a  perpetual  cov*nant  join 
Ourselves  to  Christ  the  Lord. 

2  Give  up  ourselves  through  Jes  :*s  power, 

F!is  name  to  glorify: 
And  promise  in  this  sacred  hour 
For  God  to  live  and  die. 

3  The  cov'nunt  we  this  moment  make 

B.-  ever  kept  in  mind; 
We  will  no  more  our  God  forsake, 
Or  cast  his  words  behind, 

4  We  never  will  throw  off  his  fear, 

VVlio  hears  our  solemn  vow; 
And  if  thou  art  well  plea>'d  to  hear. 
Come  down  and  meet  us  now! 

5  Thee,  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost 
Let,  all  our  hearts  receive; 

isent  with  the  celestial  liost. 
The  peaceful  answer  give. 

each  the  cov'nant  blood  apply. 
Which  takes  our  sins  away; 
id  register  our  names  on  higb, 
,  And  keep  us  to  that  day. 


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HYMN  26.    P.  M. 

1  COME,  O  thou  traveller  unknown, 

Whom  still  I  hold,  but  cannot  see, 
My  company  before  is  gone, 

And  1  am  left  alone  with  thee; 
With  thee  all  night  I  mean  to  stay. 
And  wrestle  till  the  break  of  day. 

2  In  vain  thou  struggle st  to  get  free, 

I  never  will  unloose  my  hold: 
Art  thou  the  man  who  died  for  me? 

The  secret  of  tliy  love  unfold: 
Wrestling,  I  will  not  let  thee  go, 
Till  I  thy  name,  thy  nature  know. 

S  What  though  my  shrinking  flesh  complain, 
And  murmur  to  contend  so  long? 
I  rise  superior  to  my  pain, 

When  1  am  weak,  then  am  I  strong: 
And  when  my  all  of  strength  shall  fail, 
I  shall  with  the  God-man  prevail. 

4  Yield  to  irte 'now—for  1  am  weak. 

But  confident  in  self-despair: 
Speak  to  my  heart,  in  blessings  speak. 

Be  conquer'd  by  my  instant  prayer; 
Speak,  or  thou  never  hence  shalt  move. 
And  tell  me  if  thy  name  be  love. 

.5  'Tis  love,  'tis  love!  thou  diedst  for  me, 
I  hear  thy  whisper  in  m\  heart: 
The  morning  breaks,  the  shadows  flec; 

Pure,  universal  love  thou  art: 
To  me,  to  all,  thy  bowels  move. 
Thy  nature  and  thy  name  is  love. 

^  I  know  thee,  Saviour,  who  thou  art, 
Jesus,  the  feeble  sinner's  frientl^ 


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Nor  wilt  thou  with  the  nic^-ht  depart, 
Hut  stay  and  love  mc  to  ilie  endj 
Thy  mercies  never  shall  remove. 
Thy  nature  and  thy  name  is  love. 

HYMN  27.     P.  M. 
1   COME  on,  my  partners  in  disti-ess. 
My  comrades  "through  the  wildernesrs; 

Who  still  your  bodies  feel: 
Awhile  forg-et  your  griefs  and  fears, 
And  look  beyond  this  vale  of  tears. 
To  that  celestial  hill 

?  Beyond  the  bounds  of  time  and  space, 
Look  forward  to  that  heavenly  place. 

The  saint's  secure  abode; 
On  faith's  strong  eagle  pinions  rise. 
And  force  your  passage  to  the  skie?;, 
And  scale  the  mount  of  God. 

J  Who  suffer  with  our  >4aster  here. 
We  shall  before  his  face  appear. 

And  by  his  side  sit  down; 
To  patient  faith  the  prize  is  sure^ 
And  all  that  to  the  end  endure 
The  cross,  shall  wear  the  crown. 

4  Thrice  blessed  bliss,  inspiring  hope, 
It  lifts  the  fainting  spirits  up; 

It  brings  to  life  the  dead! 
Our  contiicts  here  shall  soon  be  past, 
And  you  and  I  ascend  at  hist. 

Triumphant  with  our  head. 

5  That  great  mysterious  Deity; 
We  soon  with  open  face  shall  see 

The  beatific  sight, 

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Shall  fill  the  heavenly. courts  with..praise. 
And  \^  ide  diffuse  the  golden  blaze 
Ot  everksting-  light. 

6  The  Father  shiniog  on  his  throne. 
The  glorious  co-eternal  Sou,  ' 

•     The  Spirit  one  and  seven, 
Conspire  our  rapture  to  compV-te; 
And  lo!   we  fall  before  his  feet, 
And  silence  heightens  heaven. 

7  In  hope  of  that  ecstatic  pause, 
Jesus,  we  now  sustain  the  cross., 

Aiid  at  thy  footstool  fall. 
Till  thou  our  hidden  life  reveal. 
Till  thou  our  ravish'd  spirits  fill. 

And  God  is  all  in  all. 

HYMN  28.  P.  M. 

1  COME,  thou  Fount  of  every  blessings 

Tune  my  heart  to  sing  thy  grace: 
Streams  of  mercy  never  ceasing. 

Call  for  songs  of  loudest  praise: 
Teach  me  some  melodious  sonnet. 

Sung  by  flaming  tongues  above; 
Praise  the  mount — I'm  fix'd  upon  it: 

Mount  of  thy  redeeming  lovel 

2  Here  I'll  raise  mine  Ebenezer, 

Hither  by  ihy  help  I  come; 
And  I  hope  by  thy  good  pleasure. 

Safely  to  arrive  at  home. 
Jesus  scugiit  me  when  a  stranger, 

Wand'ring  from  the  fold  of  God; 
He,  t<.  rescue  me  from  danger, 

Interposed  his  precious  blood!  . 


'l  O!  to  grace  how  great  a  debtor 

Daily  I'm  consti  ain'd  to  be! 
.     Let  thy  goodness,  Uke  a  fetter, 
I        Biud  my  wand'Ting-  heart  to  thee: 
Prone  to  wander,  Lord,  1  feel  it; 

Prone  to  leave  the  God  1  love — 
Here's  my  heart,  O  take  and  seal  it; 
Seal  it  for  thy  courts  above. 

HYMN  29.    C.  M. 

X  DEAR  refuge  of  my  weary  soul, 
On  thee,  when  sorrows  rise. 
On  thee,  when  waves  of  trouble  roll. 
My  fainting  hope  relies. 

J  To  thee  I  tell  each  rising  grief. 
For  thou  alone  canst  heal; 
Thy  word  can  bring  a  sweet  relief. 
Tor  ev'ry  pain  1  feel. 

(3  But  O,  when  gloomy  doubts  prevail, 
I  fear  to  call  thee  mine; 
The  springs  of  comfort  seem  to  fail, 
And  all  my  hopes  decline. 

4  Yet,  gracious  God,  where  shall  I  flee? 
Thou  art  my  only  trust: 
And  still  my  soul  would  cleave  to  thee, 
Though  prostrate  in  the  dust.] 


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Hast  thou  not  bid  me  seek  thy  face? 

And  shall  I  seek  in  vain? 
And  can  the  ear  of  sovereign  grace 

Be  deaf  when  1  complain? 

No — still  the  ear  of  sov'reign  grace 
Attends  the  mourner's  pray'r; 


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O  may  I  ever  find  access 
To  breathe  my  sorrows  there? 

r  Thy  mercy-seat  is  open  still; 
Here  let  my  soul  retreat: 
With  humble'hope  attend  ihy  will, 
And  wait  beneath  thy  feet. 

HYMN  30.     L.  M. 

1  FTfOM  all  that  dwell  below  the  skle^. 
Let  the  Creat(T's  praise  arise, 

Let  the  Redeemer's  name  be  sung 
Through  every  land — by  every  tongue. 

2  FAernal  are  thy  mercies,  Lord, 
Eternal  truth  attends  thy  word: 

Thy  praise  shall  sound  from  shore  to  shore. 
Till  suns  shall  rise  and  set  no  more. 


3  Your  lofty  themes,  ye  mortals,  bring,^ 
In  song's  of  praise  divinely  sing: 

The  great  salvation  loud  proclaim. 
And  shout  for  joy  the  Saviour's  name; 

4  In  every  land  begin  the  song; 
To  every  land  the  strains  belong; 
In  clieeiful  sounds  all  voices  raise, 
And  fill  the  world  with  loudest  praise. 

HYMN  31.     CM. 
1  FATHER,  1  stretch  my  hands  to  theC;, 
No  other  help  I  know; 
If  thou  withdraw  thyself  from  me! 
Ah!   whither  shall  I  go? 

3  What  did  thine  only  Son  endure^ 
Pefore  1  drew  my  breath! 


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What  pain,  wnat  labour  to  secure 
My  soul  from  endless  death! 

O  Jesus,  could  I  this  believe, 
I  now  should  feel  thy  power; 

Now  my  poor  soul  thou  wouldst  retrieve, 
Nor  let  me  wait  one  hour. 

Author  of  faith,  to  thee  I  lift 

My  weary,  longing-  eyes: 
6  let  me  now  receive  that  gift; 

My  soul  without  it  dies. 

Surely  thou  canst  not  let  me  die; 

O  speak,  and  I  shall  live! 
And  here  I  will  unwearied  lie. 

Till  thou  thy  spirit  give. 

t'6  The  worst  of  sinners  would  rejoice, 
,  Could  they  but  see  thy  face: 
O  let  me  hear  thy  quick'ning  voice, 
And  taste  thy  pard'ning  grace! 


HYMN 


S.  M. 


FROM  sin*s  dark,  thorny  maze, 
To  Canaan's  fertile  plains, 

A  trav'Uing  fair  one,  in  distress. 
On  her  beloved  leans. 

Through  fire  and  flood  she  goes, 
A  weakling  more  tlian  strong- 
Vents  in  his  bosom  all  her  woeSj 
And,  leaning  moves  along. 

[3  When  dangers  round  her  press. 
And  darkness  veils  the  skies. 
She  leans  upon  his  righteousness. 
From  whence  her  hopes  arise. 


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4  When  guilt,  a  mighty  flood. 

Her  trembling  conscience  pains. 
Then  on  his  peace-procuring  blood 
This  travelling  fair  one  leans. 

5  She  views  the  covenant  sure; 

Her  hopes  all  centre  there; 
And  on  his  bosom  leans  secure. 
Whose  temples  bled  for  her. 

6  O'er  Jordan's  chilling  flood. 

When  callM  by  death  to  go. 
She,  leaning  on  her  covenant  God, 
Shall  pass  triumphant  through. 

HYMN  33.     S.  M. 

1  FATHER,  our  hearts  we  lift 

Up  to  thy  gracious  throne. 
And  thank  tliee  for  the  precious  gift 

Of  thine  incarnate  Son! 
The  gift  unspeakable 

AVe  thankfully  receive. 
And  to  the  wo;-Id  tliy  goodness  tell, 

And  to  thy  glory  live. 

2  Jesus,  the  holy  Child, 

Doth  by  his  birth  declare, 
That  God  and  man  are  reconcil'd, 

And  one  in  him  we  are; 
Salvation  through  his  name 

To  all  mankind  is  given. 
And  loud  his  infant  cries  proclaim 

A  peace  'twixt  earth  and  heaven. 

5  A  peace  on  earth  he  brings, 
Which  nevermore  shall  end: 
The  Lord  of  hosts,  the  King  of  kings. 
Declares  himself  our  friend; 


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Assumes  our  flesh  and  blocxl, 
That  we  his  grace  may  gain; 

The  everlasting  Son  of  God; 
The  mortal  Son  of  man. 

His  kingdom  from  above 

He  doth  to  us  impart, 
And  pure  benevolence  and  love 

O'erflow  the  faithful  heart: 
Chang'd  in  a  moment,  we 

The  sweet  attraction  find, 
"With  open  arms  of  chai-ity 

Embracing  all  mankind. 

5  O  might  they  all  receive 

The  new-born  Prince  of  PeacQ', 
And  meekly  in  his  Spirit  live! 

And  in  his  love  increase! 
Till  he  convey  us  home. 

Cry  every  soul  aloud, 
Come,  thou  desire  of  nations,  come^ 

And  take  us  up  to  God ! 

HYMN  34.     S  M. 

1  FAITH — 'tis  a  precious  grace. 

Where'er  it  is  bestow'd  ! 

It  boasts  of  a  celestial  birth. 

And  is  the  gift  of  God ! 

2  Jesus  it  owns  a  king. 

An  all-atoning  priest; 
It  claims  no  merit  of  its  own, 
But  looks  for  all  in  Christ. 

3  To  him  it  leads  the  soul. 

When  fiU'd  with  deep  distress; 
Flies  to  the  fountain  of  his  blood, 
And  trusts  his  righteousness! 


4  Since  'tis  thy  work  alone, 
And  that  divinel)-  P'ee; 
Lord,  send  the  Spirit  of  thy  Son, 
To  work  dii3  aith  in  me. 

HYMN  35.     S.  M. 

1  GRACE  !  'tis  a  charmm!>-  sound ! 

Harriionious  to  the  ear! 
Heaven  with  the  echo  shall  resound, 
And  all  the  earth  shall  hear. 

2  Grace  first  contriv'd  the  way 

To  save  rebellious  man; 
And  all  the  steps  that  grace  display 
Which  drew  that  wond'rous  plan, 

[3  Grace  first  inscrib'd  my  name 
In  God's  eternal  book: 
'Twas  grace  that  gave  me  to  the  Lamb, 
Who  all  my  sorrows  took.] 

4  Grace  led  my  roving  feet, 

To  tread  the  heavenly  road; 
And  new  supplies  eaci)  hour  we  meet. 
While  pressing  on  to  God. 

5  Grace  all  the  work  shall  crown, 

Through  everlasting  days; 
It  lays  in  heaven  the  topmost  stone, 
And  well  deserves  the  praise, 

HYMN  36.     C.  M. 

1  SHEPHERD  divine,  our  wants  relieve. 

In  this  our  evil  day. 
To  all  thy  tempted  foll'wers  give 
The  power  to  watch  and  pray. 


Long"  as  our  fiery  trials  last. 
Long-  as  .lie  cross  we  b«.-ar; 

O  let  our  souls  on  thee  be  cast 
III  never-ceasing  prayer! 

3  The  spirit  of  interceding-  grace, 

Give  us  in  faith  to  claim; 
To  wrestle  till  we  see  thy  face, 
And  know  th\  hidden  name. 

4  Till  thou  thy  perfect  love  impart. 

Till  tiiou  thyself  bestow; 
Be  this  the  cry  of  every  heart, 
I  will  not  let  thee  go. 

5  I  will  not  let  thee  go,  unless 

Thou  tell  thy  name  to  me: 
With  all  tliy  great  salvation  bless, 
And  make  me  all  like  thee. 

6  Then  let  me  on  the  mountain-top 

Behold  t'.iy  open  face; 
Where  faith  in  sight  is  swallow'd  up, 
And  prayer  in  endless  praise. 


HYMN  37.     S.  M. 
1  WELCOME,  sweet  day  of  rest. 
That  saw  the  Lord  arise: 
Welcome  to  this  reviving  breast. 
And  these  rejoicing  eyes. 

.'  The  King  himself  comes  near. 
And  feasts  his  saints  to  day: 
Here  we  may  sit,  and  see  him  here. 
And  love  and  praise   and  pray. 

»  One  day  in  such  a  place. 

Where  thou,  my  God,  art  seen. 


Is  sweeter  than  ten  thousand  clays 
That's  spent  in  guilt  and  sin. 

My  willing-  soul  would  stay 

In  such  a  frame  as  this. 
And  sit  and  sing  herself  away 

To  everlasting  bliss. 

HYMN  38,    P.  M. 
WHAT  now  is  niy  object  and  aim? 

What  now  is  my  hope  and  desire'? 
To  follow  the  heavenly  lamb. 

And  after  his  image  as]Mre; 
My  hope  is  all  centred  in  thee; 

I  trust  to  recover  thy  love. 
On  earth  thy  salvation  to  see, 

And  then  to  enjoy  thee  abov&. 

1  thirst  for  a  life-giving  God; 

A  God  that  on  Calvary  died; 
A  fountain  of  water  and  blood, 

Which  gush'd  from  ImmanuePs  sid^r 
I  gasp  for  the  stream  of  thy  love. 

The  spirit  of  rapture  unknown; 
And  then  to  redrink  it  above. 

Eternally  fresh  from  the  throne-. 

HYMN  39.    P  M. 
GUIDE  me,  O  thou  Great  Jehovah, 
Pilgrim  through  this  barren  land; 
I  am  weak,  but  thou  art  mighty — 
Hold  me  with  thy  powerful  hand? 
Bread  of  heaven. 
Feed  me  till  I  want  no  more. 


o 


Open  now  the  crystal  fountain, 
Whence  the  healing  streams  do  flow 


Let  the  fiery,  cloudy  pillar. 

Lead  me  all  my  journey  through; 
Strong'  deliv'rer! 
Be  thou  stiil  my  strength  and  shield. 

J  Feed  me  with  the  heavenly  manna, 
In  this  bairen  wilderness: 
Be  my  sword,  and  shield,  and  banner — 
Be  my  robe  of  righteousness: 
Fight  and  conquer , 
All  my  foes  by  sov'reign  grace. 

1  When  I  tread  the  verge  of  Jordan, 
Bid  my  anxious  fears  subside; 
Foe  to  death,  and  hell's  destruction, 
Land  me  safe  on  Canaan's  side- 
Songs  of  praises, 
I  will  ever  give  to  thee. 

HYMN  40.     C.  M. 

1  GOD  of  my  life,  my  morning  song 
I  To  thee  1  cheerful  raise: 

Thy  acts  of  love  'tis  good  to  sing» 
And  pleasant  'tis  to  praise. 

2  Preserv'd  by  thy  Almighty  arm, 
I  pass'd  the  shades  of  night. 

Serene,  and  safe  from  ev'ry  harm. 
To  see  the  niorning  light. 

J  While  numbers  spent  the  night  in  sighs 
And  restless  pains  and  woes. 
In  gentle  sleep  I  clos'd  my  eyes. 
And  rose  from  3weet  repose. 

i  When  sleep,  death's  image,  o'er  me  spread^ 
And  1  unconscious  lay, 


thy  watchful  care  was  round  my  bed, 
To  guard  my  feeble  clay, 

5  O  let  the  same  Almighty  care 

Through  all  this  day  attend: 

From  ev'ry  dangei*,  ev'ry  snare, 

My  heedless  steps  defend.  . 

6  Smile  on  my  minutes  as  they  roll. 

And  guide  my  future  days; 
And  let  thy  goodness  fill  my  soul 
With  gratitude  and  praise. 

HYMN  41.     P.M. 

1  HARK,  my  soul,  it  is  the  Lord; 
'Tis  thy  Saviour,  hear  his  word: 
Jesus  speaks,  and  speaks  to  thee: 
"  Say,  poor  sinner,  lov'st  thou  me? 

2  "  I  delivered  thee,  when  bound, 

"And,  when  bleeding,  heal'd  thy  wound: 
**  Sought  thee  wand'ring,  set  thee  right, 
**  Turn'd  thy  darkness  into  light. 

3  *'  Can  a  woman's  tender  care 

"  Cease  towards  the  child  she  bare? 
"  Yes,  she  may  forgetful  be, 
"  Yet  will  I  remember  thee. 

4  "  Mine  is  an  unchanging  love, 
**^Higher  than  the  heights  above; 
"Deepej'  than  the  depths  beneath — 
*<  Free  and  faithful — strong  as  death. 


"Thou  shalt  see  my  glory  soon, 
"  When  the  work  of  grace  is  done"; 


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"  Partner  of  my  tlirone  shalt  be, 
"  Say,  poor  siiipcr,  lovst  thou  me? 

6  Lord,  it  is  my  chief  complaint. 
That  my  love  is  \veak  and  faint; 
Yet  I  love  thee  and  adore, 
O  tor  grace  to  love  tliee  more. 


HYMN  42.    CM. 

1  GOD  of  all  consolation,  take 

The  glory  of  thy  grace! 
Thy  gifts  to  thee  we  render  back 
In  ceaseless  songs  of  praise. 

2  Througii  thee  we  now  together  came 

In  singleness  of  heart; 
"\Ve  met,  O  Jesus,  in  thy  name; 
An<i  in  thy  name  we  part. 

3  We  part  in  body,  not  in  mind: 

Our  minds  continue  one: 
And  each  to  eacli  in  Jesus  join'd. 
We  hand  in  hand  go  on. 

■4  Subsists  as  in  us  all  one  soul; 
No  power  can  make  us'twain; 
And  mountains  rise,  and  oceans  roll. 
To  sever  us  in  vain. 

3  Present  we  still  in  spirit  are. 
And  intimately  nigh; 
While  on  the  wings  of  faith  and  prayer, 
We  each  to  other  fly. 

6  In  Jesus  Christ  together  we 
Tn  heavenly  places  sit; 


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Clolh'd  with  the  sun,  we  smile  to  see 
The  moon  beneath  our  feet. 

7  Our  life  is  hid  with  Christ  in  God! 

Our  life  shall  soon  appear, 

And  shed  his  g-lory  all  abroad 

On  all  his  members  here. 

8  The  heavenly  treasure  now  we  have 

In  a  vile  houpe  of  clay; 
But  he  shall  to  the  utmost  save, 
And  keep  it  to  that  day. 

9  Our  souls  are  in  his  mig-hty  hand, 

And  he  shall  keep  tlicm  still; 
And  you  and  I  shall  surely  stand 
With  him  on  Zion's  hill. 

10  Ilim  eye  to  eye  we  there  shall  sec. 

Our  face  like  his  shall  shine; 
O  what  a  glorious  company. 
When  saints  and  ang-els  join! 

11  O  what  a  joyful  meeting"  there! 

In  robes  of  white  array 'd: 
Palms  in  our  hands  we  all  shall  bear, 
And  crowns  upon  our  head. 

12  Then  let  us  lawfully  contend, 

And  fight  our  passage  through: 
Bear  in  our  faithful  mind.^  the  end. 
And  keep  the  prize  in  view. 

13  Then  let  us  hasten  to  the  day, 

When  all  shall  be  brought  home! 
Come,  O  Redeemer,  come  away! 
O  Jesus,  quickly  come! 


HYMN  43.    C.  M. 

1  JESUS,  the  name  high  over  all, 

111  hell,  or  earth,  or  sky! 
Ang-els  and  nnen  before  it  fall. 
And  devils  fear  and  fly. 

2  Jesus,  the  name  to  sinners  dear, 

The  name  to  sinners  ji^iven! 
It  scarters  all  their  guilty  fear; 
It  turns  their  hell  to  heaven. 

3  O  that  the  world  might  taste  and  sec 

The  riches  of  his  grace! 
The  arms  of  love  that  compass,  me 
Would  all  mankind  embrace. 

4  O  that  my  Jesu's  heavenly  charms 

Miicht  every  bosom  move! 
Fly,  sinners,  fly  into  those  arms 
Of  everlasting  love. 

J  His  only  righteousness  I  show". 
His  loving  truth  proclaim; 
'Tis  all  mv  business  here  below 
To  cry,' "Behold  the  Lamb!" 

«  Happy,  if  with  my  latest  breath 
I  may  but  gasp  his  name! 
Preach  him  to  all,  and  cry  in  death, 
Behold!  behold  the  Lamb! 

HYMN  44.     S.  M. 

1  How  beauteous  are  their  feet. 
Who  stand  on  Zion's  hill; 
That  bri  •,!,'•  s:dvutijn    n  their  ton^Cg? 
And  words  of  peace  reveal! 


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2  How  charming  Is  their  voice, 
So  sweet  the  tidiiig's  are; 
**Zion,  behold  thy  Saviour  King"; 
"He  reigns  and  triumphs  here!" 

^.  How  happy  are  our  ears, 

Tliat  liear  the  joyful  sound; 
Which  kings  and  prophets  waited  for, 
And  sought,  but  never  found! 

4  How  blessed  are  our  eyes, 

That  see  this  heavenly  light; 
Prophets  and  kings  desir'd  it  long, 
But  died  without  the  sight! 

'6  The  watchmen  join  their  voice. 
And  tuneful  notes  employ; 
Jerusalem  breaks  fortli  in  songs, 
And  deserts  learn  the  joy. 

6  The  Lord  makes  bare  his  arm 
Through  all  the  earth  abroad: 
Let  every  nation  now  behold 
Their  Saviour  and  their  God. 


HYMN  45.     P.  M. 

L     HOW  happy  are  they. 
Who  the  Saviour  obey. 

And  have  laid  up  their  treasure  above! 
Tonguf  cannot  express 
The  sweet  comfort  and  peace 

Of  a  soul  in  its  earliest  love! 

3     That  comfort  was  mine. 
When  the  fiivour  divine 
1  first  found  in  the  bl^od  of  the  Lamb  I 


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When  my  heart  it  believ'tl, 
A\  hat  a  joy  I  receivM, 
M'hat  a  heaven  in  Jesus's  name! 

3  *T\vas  a  heaven  below 
My  Redeemer  to  know, 

The  anj^els  could  do  nothing  more 

Than  fall  at  his  feet, 

And  the  story  repeat. 
And  the  I.over  of  sinners  adore, 

4  Jesus  all  the  day  long 
Was  my  joy  and  my  song: 

O  that  all  his  salvation  miglit  see! 
He  hath  lov'd  me.  I  cried, 
He  hath  suffer'd  and  died, 

To  redeem  such  a  rebel  as  me. 

5  On  the  wings  of  his  love, 
I  was  carried  above 

All  sin,  and  temptation,  and  pairij 
I  could  not  believe 
That  I  ever  should  grieve. 

That  I  ever  should  suffer  again. 

e    I  rode  on  the  sky, 
Freely  justified  I, 
Nor  did  envy  Elijah  his  se%t; 
My  sold  mounted  higher 
In  a  chariot  of  fire, 
And  the  moon  it  was  under  my  feet. 

7     O!  the  rapturous  height 
Of  that  holy  delight, 
Which  I  felt  in  the  life-giving  blood! 
Of  my  Saviour  possest, 
I  was  perfectly  blest, 
As  if  fill'd  with  the  fulness  of  God- 
2* 


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HYMN  46.    C.  M. 

1  I  SOJOURN  in  a  vale  of  tears; 
Alas!  how  can  I  sing? 
My  harp  doth  on  the  willows  hangj 
Untun'd  in  ev'ry  string 

[2  O  come,  my  dear,  almighty  Lord — 
My  sweetest,  surest  friend: 
Come — for  I  loathe  these  Kedar  tents> 
Thy  fi'ry  chariots  send.] 

[3  What  have  I  here?  my  thoughts  and  joysft 
So  long  dispos'd  to  roam, 
Are  fixt,  and  T  will  follow  them 
To  my  eternal  home.] 

4  "What  have  I  in  this  barren  land? 

My  Jesus  is  not  here; 
Mine  eyes  will  ne'er  be  blest,  until 
My  Jesus  doth  appear. 

5  My  Jesus  is  gone  up  to  heaven, 

To  get  a  place  for  me; 
For  'tis  his  will  that  where  he  is, 
His  followers  should  be- 

6  Canaan  I  view  from  Pisgah's  top: 

Of  Canaan's  grapes  I  taste; 
My  Lord,  who  sends  unto  me  here. 
Will  send  for  me  at  last. 

[7  I  have  a  God  that  changeth  not — 
Why  should  I  be  perplexed? 
My  God,  who  owns  me  in  this  world, 
Will  own  me  in  tlie  next.] 

[B  Go  fearless,  then,  my  soul,  with  God, 
Into  another  room: 


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Tliou  who  hast  walked  with  him  here-. 
Go,  see  thy  God  at  home.] 

My  dearest  friends,  they  dwell  above; 

Them  will  I  go  to  see; 
And  all  my  friends  in  Christ belo^ 

Will  soon  come  after  me. 

HYMN  47.    P.  M. 

1  JESUS,  lover  of  my  soul, 
Let  me  to  thy  bosom  fly; 
While  the  billows  near  me  roll. 
While  the  tempest  still  is  high'. 

2  Hide  me,  O  my  Saviour,  hide. 
Till  the  storm  of  life  is  past; 
Safe  into  the  haven  guide; 

0  receive  my  soul  at  last! 

3  Other  refuge  have  I  none. 
Hangs  my  helpless  soul  on  thee; 
Leave,  ah!  leave  me  not  alone — 
Still  support  and  comfort  me! 

t  All  my  trust  on  thee  is  stay'd; 
All  my  help  from  tjiee  I  bring; 
Cover  my  defenceless  head 
"^^'ilhthe  shadow  of  thy  wing. 

5  Tiiou,  O  Christ,  art  all  I  want; 
Boundless  love'in  thee  I  find; 
Raise  the  fallen,  cheer  the  faint. 
Heal  the  sick,  and  lead  the  blind. 

6  Just  and  holy  is  thy  name, 

1  am  all  unrighteousness; 
Vile  and  full  of  sin  I  am — 
Thou  art  full  of  truth  and  grace. 


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*7  Plenteous  j^race  with  thee  is  found; 
Grace  to  pardon  all  my  sin; 
Let  the  healing  streams  abound; 
Let  me  feel  them  flow  within. 

8  Thou  of  life  the  fountain  art; 
Freely  let  me  take  of  thee; 
Spring-  thou  up  within  my  heart — 
Rise  to  all  eternity! 

HYMN  48.     L.  M. 

1  JESUS,  my  all,  to  heaven  is  gone — 
He  whom  I  fix  my  hopes  upon; 
His  track  I  see  and  I'll  pursue 
The  narrow  way  till  him  I  view. 

^  The  way  the  holy  prophets  went. 
The  road  that  leads  from  banishment, 
The  king's  highway  of  holiness 
I'll  go,  for  all  his  paths  are  peace. 

[3  No  stranger  shall  proceed  therein, 
No  lover  of  the  world  and  sin, 
No  lion,  no  devouring  care. 
No  sin,  nor  sorrow  shall  be  there. 

4  No — nothing  shall  go  up  thereon, 
Bat  trav'lling  souls,  and  I  am  one; 
Way -faring  men,  to  Canaan  bound. 
Shall  only  in  the  way  be  iound] 

5  This  is  the  way  I  long  have  sought. 
And  mourn 'd  because  I  found  it  notj 
My  grief,  my  burden,  long  has  been, 
IJecause  I  could  not  cease  from  sin. 


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6  The  more  I  strove  against  Its  pow*r, 
I  sinn'dand  stumbled  but  the  more; 
Till  late  1  heard  my  Saviour  say, 
"Come  hither,  soul,  1  am  the  way.*' 

r  Lo!  glad  I  come,  and  thou,  blest  Lamb, 
Shalt  take  me  to  thee  as  I  am; 
My  sinful  self  to  thee  I  give — 
Nothing  but  love  1  shall  receive. 

8  Then  will  I  tell  to  sinners  round, 
"What  a  dear  Saviour  I  have  found;. 
I'll  point  to  thy  redeeming  blood. 
And  say,  behold  the  way  to  God. 

HYMN  49      P.  M. 

1  LORD,  we  come  before  thee  now. 
At  thy  feet  we  humbly  bow; 

O  do  not  our  suit  disdain; 

Shall  we  seek  tliee.  Lord,  in  vairi: 

2  In  thine  own  appointed  way. 
Now  we  seek  thee,  here  we  stay; 
Lord  we  cannot  let  thee  go, 
'Till  a  blessing  thou  bestow. 


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Send  some  message  from  thy  word 
That  may  joy  and  peace  aflord; 
Let  thy  Spirit  now  impart 
Full  salvation  to  each  heart. 

[4  Comfort  those  who  weep  and  mourn. 
Let  the  time  of  joy  return; 
Those  who  are  cast  down,  lift  up; 
Make  them  strong  in  faith  and  hope. 


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5  Grant  that  all  may  seek  and  find 
Thee  a  God  supremely  kind; 
Heal  the  sick  the  captive  free. 
Let  us  all  rejoice  in  thee. 

HYMN  50.    C.  M. 

1  MY  God,  thy  service  well  demands 

The  remnant  of  my  days; 
Why  was  this  fleeting-  breath  renewed. 
But  to  renew  thy  praise? 

2  Thine  arms  of  everlasting  love 

Did  this  weak  frame  sustain; 
When  life  was  hov'ring'  o*er  the  grave. 
And  nature  sunk  with  pain 

[3  Thou,  when  the  pains  of  death  were  felt. 
Didst  chase  the  fears  of  hell; 
And  teach  my  pale  and  quiv'ring  hps 
Thy  matchless  grace  to  tell.] 

4  Calmly  I  bow'd  my  fainting  head 

On  thy  dear  faithful  breast; 
Pleas'd  to  obey  my  Father's  call 
To  his  eternal  rest. 

5  Into  thy  hands,  my  Saviour  God, 

Did  I  my  soul  resign: 
In  firm  dependence  on  that  truth. 
Which  made  salvation  mine. 

6  Back  from  the  borders  of  the  grave. 

At  thy  command  I  come: 
Nor  will  I  urge  a  speedier  flight j 
To  my  celestial  home. 


i  7  Where  thou  deterrnin'st  mine  abode. 
There  would  I  choose  to  be; 
For  in  thy  presence  death  is  hfe, 
And  earth  is  heaven  with  thee. 

HYMN  51.     CM. 

1  HOW  vain  are  all  things  here  below, 

How  false,  and  yet  liow  fair! 
'      Each  j)leasure  hath  its  poison  too, 
i  And  every  sweet  a  snare. 

2  The  brightest  things  below  the  sky 

Give  bu'i  a  flatt'ring  light; 
AVe  should  suspect  some  danger  nigh, 
WMiere  we  jjossess  delight. 

83  Our  dearest  joys,  and  nearest  friend^ 
The  partners  of  our  blood. 
How  they  divide  our  wavering  mindSj 
'  And  leave  but  half  for  God! 

J  4  The  fondness  of  a  creature's  love. 
How  strong  it  strikes  the  sense! 
Thither  the  warm  affections  move. 
Nor  can  we  call  them  thence. 


S  Dear  Saviour,  let  thy  beauties  be 
I  M>  soul's  eternal  food; 

I      And  grace  command  my  heart  away 
I  From  all  created  good. 

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!  HYMN  52.    C.  M. 

1  HOW  happy  every  child  of  grace, 
j  Who  knows  his  sins  forgiven! 

!  This  earth,  he  cries,  is  not  my  place^ 

I  seek  my  pl^QQ  in  he^iven: 


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A  country  far  from  mortal  sight, 

Yet  O'  by  faith  I  see, 
The  land  of  rest,  the  saints'  delight, 

The  heaven  prepar'd  for  me. 

2  O  what  a  blessed  hope  is  ours! 

While  here  on  earth  we  stay, 
■^Ve  more  than  taste  the  heavenly  powers^ 

And  antedate  that  day; 
We  feel  the  resurrection  near, 

Our  life  in  Christ  conceal'd, 
And  with  his  glorious  presence  here 

Our  earthen  vessels  fiU'd. 

3  O  would  he  more  of  heaven  bestow! 

And  let  the  vessels  break; 
And  let  our  ransom'd  spirits  go. 

To  grasp  the  God  we  seek; 
In  rapturous  awe  on  him  to  gaze, 

Who  bought  the  sight  for  me, 
And  shout  and  wonc^er  at  his  grace 

Through  all  eternity. 

HYMN  53.     P.  M. 

1  I'LL  praise  my  Maker  while  I've  breath, 
And  when  my  voice  is  lost  in  death,  4 

Praise  shall  employ  my  nobler  powers:   | 
My  days  of  praise  shall  ne'er  be  past. 
While  life,  and  thought,  and  being  last, 

Or  immortality  endures. 

2  Happy  the  man  whose  hopes  rely 
On  Israel's  God;  he  made  the  sky. 

And  earth,  and  seas,  with  all  their  train: 
His  truth  for  ever  stands  secure! 
He  saves  th'  oppress'd,  he  feeds  the  poor; 

And  none  shall  find  his  promise  vain. 


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3  The  Lord  pours  eyesig-ht  on  the  blind; 
Th(.'  Lord  supports  the  faintmg-  mind; 

He  sends  tiie  lab'ring-  conscience  peac^j 
He  helps  ihe  stranger  in  distress, 
The  widow  and  the  latherless. 

And  {grants  the  pris'ner  sweet  release. 

4  I'll  praise  him  while  he  lends  me  breath. 
And  when  my  voice  is  lost  m  death, 

Praise  shall  employ  my  nobler  powers; 
My  days  of  praise  shall  ne'er  be  past, 
Miiile  hte,  and  thouf^ht,  and  being- last. 

Or  immortality  endures. 

HYMN  54.  L    M. 

1  I  THIKST,  thou  wounded  Lamb  of  God 
To  wash  me  in  thy  cleansing  blood;  ' 
To  dwell  ^v'ithin  thy  wounds:  then 'pain 
Is  sweet,  and  hte  or  death  is  gain. 

2  Take  my  poor  heart,  and  let  it  be 
Forever  clos'd  to  all  but  thee; 

Seal  thou  my  breast,  and  let  me  wear 
That  pledge  of  love  forever  there. 

3  How  blest  are  thev  who  still  abide 
Close  slieiter'd  in 'thy  bleecUng  side; 
"VVho  hfe  and  strength  from  tlience  derive 
Anu  by  thee  move,  and  in  thee  Uve. 

4  What  are  our  works  but  sin  and  death 
Till  th..u  thy  quick'ning  Spirit  breathe? 
Thou  M-iv'st  the  power  th>  grace  to  move, 
O  wond  rous  grace!  O  boundless  lo\e! 

5  How  c;in  it  be,  thou  heavenly  King, 
That  thou  shouldst  us  to  glory  bring-. 


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Make  slaves  the  partners  of  thy  throne, 
Deck'd  with  a  never-fading  crown! 

0  Hence  our  hearts  melt,  our  eyes  o'erflow, 
Our  words  are  lost,  nor  will  we  know, 
Nor  Will  we  think  of  aught  beside, 
**My  Lord,  my  love  is  crucified" 

7  Ah!  liord,  enlarge  our  scanty  thouglit 
To  know  <he  wonders  thou  hast  wrought; 
Uidoose  our  stamm'ring  tongues  to  tell 
Thy  love  immense,  unsearchable. 

8  First-born  of  many  brethren  thou. 
To  thee,  lo!  all  our  souls  we  bow: 

To  thee  our  hearts  and  hunds  we  give; 


Thine  may  we  die,  thine  may  we  live. 

HYMN  55.  S.  M. 

1  JESUS,  my  truth,  my  way. 
My  sure  unerring  light. 
On  thee  my  feeble  steps  I  stay. 
Which  thou  wilt  guide  aright. 

'2  IVIy  wisdom  and  my  guide. 
My  Counsellor  thou  art; 
O  let  me  never  leave  thy  side. 
Nor  from  thy  paths  depart. 

3  I  lift  mine  eyes  to  thee, 

'hou  gracious  bleeding  Lamb, 
That  I  may  now  enlighten'd  be. 
And  never  put  to  shame. 

4  Never  will  I  remove 

Out  of  thv  hands  my  cause, 
•But  rest  in  thy  redeeming  love, 
A,ud  hang  upon  thy  cross. 


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5  Teach  me  the  happy  art. 

In  all  things  to  depend 
On  ihee,  O  never.  Lord,  depai><;,    . 
But  love  me  to  tiie  end. 

6  Stili  stir  me  up  to  strive 

With  thee  in  strength  divine; 
And  every  moment,  Lord,  revive 
This  fuinting  soul  of  mind. 

7  Pers'S*  to  save  my  soul 

Thr  (iit^hout  thefierj  hour, 
Tiil  I  ani  every  whit  made  whole^ 
And  sliow  tonh  ail  tli)  power. 

Through  fire  and  water  bring 

Into  the  wealthy  place. 
And  leacli  me  the  uc-w  song  to  sing[. 

When  perfected  in  grace! 

O  make  me  all  like  thee. 

Before  1  hence  remove! 
Settle,  confirm   and  'slablish  me. 

And  build  me  up  in  love. 

10  Let  me  thy  witness  live. 
When  sin  is  all  destroyd; 
An  1  then  my  spotless  soul  receive^ 
And  take  me  home  to  God. 

HYMN  56.     L.  M- 

1  JESUS  shall  reij^n  where'er  the  sun, 
Does  his  successive  journeys  run; 

His  kingdom  sprend  from  shore  to  shore^ 
Till  moon  shall  wax  and  wane  no  more. 

2  From  north  to  soutli  the  princes  meet,. 
To  pay  their  homage  at  iiis  feet: 


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While  western  empires  own  tlieir  Lord, 
And  savag.  tribes  atienci  his  word. 

3  To  him  shall  endless  prayer  be  made, 
And  endless  praises  crown  his  head: 
His  name  hke  sweet  perfume  shall  rise, 
With  every  morning  sacrifice. 

4  People  and  realms  of  ev*ry  tongue, 
Dwell  on  his  love  with  sweetest  song; 
And  infant  voices  shall  proclaim 
Their  early  blessings  on  uis  name. 

HYMN  57.  C.  M. 

1  JESUS,  united  bv  tf;y  grace, 

And  each  to  eacli  endear'd; 
With  confidence  we  seek  thy  face, 
And  know  our  prayer,  is  heard. 

2  Still  let  us  own  our  common  Lord, 

And  bear  thine  easy  yoke, 
A  baud  of  love,  a  threefold  cord. 
Which  never  can  he  broke. 

3  Make  us  into  one  spirit  drink: 

Baptize  into  thy  name; 
And  let  us  always  kindly  think. 
And  sweetly  speak  the  same. 

4  Touch 'd  by  the  loadstone  of  thy  love, 

Let  al)  our  hearts  agree; 
And  ever  tow'rds  each  other  move, 
And  ever  move  'ow^rds  thee, 

5  To  thee  inseparably  join'd, 

Lci  all  our  spinti^  c.eav^-: 

O  i..ay  we  all  the  loviiig  mind 

That  was  in  thee  receive! 


6  This  is  the  bond  of  perfectness. 

Thy  spotless  charity; 
O  let  us  still,  we  pray,  possess 
The  mind'that  was  in  thee! 

7  Grant  this,  and  then  from  all  below. 

Insensibly  remove; 
Our  souls  tiieir  change  shall  scarcely  know^ 
Made  perfect  hrst  in  love. 

8  With  ease,  our  souls  thro*  death  shall  glide 

Into  their  paradise, 
And  thence  on  wings  of  angels  ride; 
Triumphant  thro*  the  skies. 

9  Yet  when  the  fullest  joy  is  given, 

The  same  delight  we  prove: 
In  earth,  in  paradise,  in  heaven, 
Our  all  in  all  is  love. 

HYMN  58.     C.  M. 

1  NOW  let  our  hearts  their  glory  wake, 

The  sacred  song  to  raise; 
And  ev'ry  tuneful  pow'r  combine* 
To  shout  Jehovah's  praise. 

2  To  us  a  goodly  heritage 

His  providence  assigns. 
And  in  a  safe  and  pleasent  place, 
Marks  out  our  happy  lines. 

3  Come,  let  us  to  his  holy  name, 

A  gralefu;  altar  raise: 
And  be  this  habitation  styl'd 
The  house  of  pray*r  and  praise* 


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4  Here  may  his  secret  breathings  fan 

Devotion  to  a  flame, 
And  fiiilh  and  love  and  zeal  inspire, 
T*  adorn  the  Christian  name, 

5  Thus  with  thy  visits,  smiles  and  grace, 

May  this  abode  be  blest; 
Ard  liere,  O  great  Jehovali,  fix 
Thy  pleasant,  lasting  rest. 

HYMN  59.    L.  M. 

1  OUR  Lord  is  risen  from  the  dead; 
Our  Jesus  is  si-one  up  on  high; 
The  pow'rs  of  hell  are  captive  led, 
Dragg'd  to  the  portals  of  the  sky. 

2  There  his  triumphal  chariot  waits, 
And  angels  chaunt  the  solemn  lay: 
*'I/ift  up  your  heads  ye  heavenly  gates! 
*'Ye  everlasting  doors  give  way! ' 

3  Loose  all  your  bars  of  massy  light. 
And  wide  unfold  tlie radiant  scene; 
He  claims  those  mansions  as  his  right. 
Receive  the  king  of  glory  in. 

4  "Who  is  the  king  of  glory,  who?'* 
Tl.e  Lord,  that  all  his  foes  o'er  came; 
The  world,  sin,  death,  and  hell  o'erthreWj 
And  Jesus  is  the  conqu'ror's  name. 

Lo!  his  triumphal  chariot  waits, 
And  angels  chaunt  the  solemn  lay; 
"Lift  u[)  your  heads,  ye  heavenly  gates, 
**Ye  everlasting  doors  give  way! 

6  "Who  is  the  king  of  glory,  who?'* 
The  Lord  of  boundless  pow'r  possest, 


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The  king"  of  saints,  and  ang-els  too, 
God  over  all,  for  tver  blest! 

HYMN  60.    C.  M. 

f   0  WHAT  amazing  words  of  grace 
Are  in  the  gospel  found! 
Suited  to  ev'ry  sinner's  case, 
'  "Who  know  the  joyful  sound* 

*  Poor,  sinful,  thirsty,  fainting  soulsj 
Are  freely  welcome  here; 
Salvation,  like  a  river,  rolls. 
Abundant,  free,  and  clear. 

-'  Come  then, with  all  your  wants  and  wounds 
Your  ev'ry  burden  bring! 
Here  love,  unchanging  love,  abounds, 
A  deep  celestial  spring! 

'  Whoever  will,  (O  gracious  word!) 
Sliall  of  this  stream  partake; 
'  onie  thirsty  souls  and  bless  the  Lord, 
And  drink  for  Jesi's  sake! 

J    >  Millions  of  sinners,  vile  as  you, 
I  Have  here  found  life  and  peace; 

{       Come,  then,  and  prove  its  virtues  tOQj 
And  drink,  adore,  and  bless. 

HYxMN  61.     CM. 

I  I  ON  Jordan's  stormy  banks  I  stand, 
And  cast  a  wishful  eye 
To  Canaan's  fair  and  happy  'and, 
Where  ray  possessions  lie. 

v)  the  transporting,  rapi'rous  scenCj 
That  rises  to  my  sight! 


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Sweet  fields  an-ay'd  in  living"  green, 
And  rivers  of  delight! 

3  There  gen'rous  fruits  that  never  fail. 
On  trees  immortal  grow; 
There  rocks  and  hills,  and  brooks  and  vales 
With  milk  and  honey  flow. 

[4  All  o'er  those  wide  extended  plains 
Shines  one  eternal  day; 
There  God  the  Son  for  ever  reigns, 
And  scatters  night  away. 

5  No  chilling  winds,   nor  pois'nous  breath 

Can  reach  that  healthful  shore; 
Sickness  and  sorrow,  pain  and  death, 
Are  felt  and  fear'd  no  more. 

6  When  shall  I  reach  that  happy  place. 

And  be  for  ever  blest? 
When  shall  I  see  my  Father's  fuce. 
And  in  his  bosom  rest? 

7  Fill'd  with  delight  my  raptur'd  soul 

.^'ould  here  no  longer  stay; 
Tho'  Jordan's  waves  around  me  roll. 
Fearless  I'd  launch  away. 

HYMN  62.    P.  M. 

1  LEADER  of  faitliful  souls,  and  guide 

Of  all  that  travel  to  the  sky, 
Come,  and  with  us,  e'en  us  abide, 

Who  would  on  thee  alone  rely; 
On  thee  nlone  our  spirits  stay, 

M'hile  held  in  life's  uneven  way. 

2  Strangei-s  and  pilgrims  here  below. 

This  earth,  we  know,  is  not  our  place. 


And  hasten  through  the  vail  of  woe. 
And  restless  to  behold  tljy  face. 

Swift  to  our  hcaveidy  country  move, 
Our  everlasting  home  above. 

We've  no  abiding  city  here, 
Btit  seek  a  city  out  of  sight; 

Thither  our  steady  course  we  steer. 
Aspiring  to  the  jjlains  of  light, 

Jerusalem,  tlie  saint's  abode. 


4  Patient  th'  appointed  race  to  run, 

This  weary  world  we  cast  behind; 
From  stren:^4h  to  strength  we  travel  on, 

The  New  Jerusalem  to  find; 
(^ur  labour  this,  our  only  aim. 
To  find  the  new  Jeruselam. 

5  Through  thee,  who  all  our  sins  hastbornCj 

Freely  and  graciously  forgiven, 
"NV'th  songs  to  Zion  we  return, 

Contendnig  for  our  native  heaven; 
That  palace  of  our  glorious  King; 
We  find  it  nearer  while  we  sing. 

6  Rais'd  by  the  breath  of  love  divine, 

We  urge  our  wav  with  strength  renew'd 
The  churcli  of  tne  hrst-born  to  join. 

We  travel  to  the  mount  of  God, 
With  joy  upon  our  heads  to  rise; 
And  meet  our  baviour  in  the  skies. 

HYMN  63,    p.  M. 

1  Let  earth  and  heaven  agree, 
A*i^e,s  and  men  be  join'd. 


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To  celebrate  with  me 
The  Saviour  of  mankind: 
T'aciore  the  all-atonin;?  Lamb, 
And  ij.csb  the  sound  ot  Jesu*s  name. 

2  Jesus!  transporting  sound! 

The  joy  of  earth  and  lieaveiv, 
No  other  help  is  found, 
No  othername  is  given 
By  which  we  can  salvation  liave. 
But  Jesus  came  the  world  to  save. 

3  Jesus!  harmonious  name! 

It  charms  the  hosts  abovej 
They  evermore  proclaim, 

And  wonder  at  his  love; 
'Tis  all  their  happiness  to  gaze, 
'Tis  heaven  to  see  our  Jcsu's  face. 

4  His  name  the  sinner  hears, 

And  is  from  sin  set  free; 
*Tis  music  in  his  ears, 

'Tis  life  and  victory! 
New  songs  do  now  his  lips  employ. 
And  dances  hu?  glad  heart  of  joy.      ^ 

5  Stung  by  the  scorpion  sin. 

My  poor  expiring  soul 
The  balmy  sound  drinks  in, 

And  is  at  once  made  whole; 
See  tliere  my  Lord  upon  the  tree: 
I  hear,  1  feel  he  died  fo^  me. 

6  O  unexampled  love! 

O  all-redeming  grace! 
How  swiftly  didst  thou  move 
Ta  sare  a  fallen  race! 


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M'hat  shall  I  do  to  make  it  known 
Wlmt  thou  for  all  mankind  hast  doner 

O  for  a  trumpet  voice. 

On  all  the  world  to  call, 
To  bid  their  hearts  rejoice 
In  him  who  died  for  all! 
For  all  my  Lord  was  crucified; 
For  all,  for  all  my  Saviour  died. 

8  To  serve  thy  blessed  will, 
Thy  dying-  love  to  pra  se. 
Thy  counsel  to  fulfil. 
And  minister  thy  grace: 
Freely  what  I  receive  to  give, 
The  life  of  heaven  on  earth  to  live 

HYMN  64.     C.  M. 

LET  every  tong-ue  thy  goodness  speak. 

Thou  sov'reign  Lord  of  all, 
Th^-  strength'ning  hands  uphold  the  weak, 

And  raise  the  poor  that  fad. 

When  sorrows  bow  the  spirit  downj 

When  virtue  lies  distressVU 
Beneath  the  proud  oppressor's  frown^ 

Thou  giv'st  the  mourner  rest. 

I  Thou  know'st  the  pains  thy  servants  feel, 
I      Thou  hear'st  thy  children's  cry; 
t  And  their  best  wishes  to  fulfil, 
j      Thy  grace  is  ever  nigh. 

Thy  mercy  never  shall  remove 
From  men  ofhcavt  siiicere: 
'  Thou  sav'st  the  souls  whoso  humble  love 
•      Is  join'd  with  holy  fear. 


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3  My  lips  shall  dwell  upon  thy  praise^ 
And  spread  thy  fame  abroad; 
Let  all  the  sons  of  Adam  raise 
The  honours  of  their  God. 

HYMN  65.     C.  M. 

I  LORD,  all  I  am  is  known  to  thee; 
In  vain  my  soul  would  try 
To  shun  thy  presence  or  to  flee 
The  notice  of  thine  eye. 

%    Thy  all  surrounding-  sight  surveys 
My  rising  and  my  rest, 
My  'Hiblic  waks,  my  private  ways. 
The  secrets  of  my  breast. 

3  My  thoughts  he  open  to  thee,  Lord, 

Before  they're  form'd  within, 
And  ere  my  lips  pronounce  the  wordy 
Thou  know'st  the  sense  1  mean. 

4  O  wond'rous  knowledge,  deep  and  higb^ 

Where  can  a  creature  hide? 
"Within  thy  circhng  arms  I  lie 
Beset  on  every  side. 

5  So  let  thy  grace  surround  me  stillj 

And  like  a  bulwark  prove, 
To  guard  my  soul  from  every  11), 
SecurM  by  sovereign  love. 

HYMN  66.    P.  M. 

1  LORD,  and  is  thine  anger  gonei* 
And  art  thou  pacified! 
After  all  that  i  have  done, 
'  Dost  thou  no  longer  chide? 


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liitinite  thy  mercies  are. 

Beneath  the  weight  I  cannot  movif;' 
0  'tis  more  than  1  can  bear. 

The  sense  of  pard'ning  love. 

:  I,ct  it  still  my  heart  constrain^ 

And  all  my  passiens  sway; 
Keep  me,  lest  1  turn  again 

Out  of  the  narrow  way; 
rorce  my  violence  to  be  still, 

And  captivate  my  ev'ry  thought; 
Cliarm,  and  melt,  and  change  my  will. 

And  bring  me  down  to  nought. 

IS  If  I  have  begun  once  more 

Thy  sweet  return  to  teel; 
If  e'en  now  I  find  thy  powey 

Present  my  soul  to  heal; 
^"111  and  quiet  may  1  Ue^ 

Xor  struggle  out  of  thme  embrace; 
-Never  more  resist  or  fly 

From  thy  pursuing  grace. 

•i  To  the  cross,  thine  altar,  bind 
.  Me  with  the  cords  ot  love; 
Preedom  let  me  never  find 
From  my  dear  Lord  to  moves 
j   That  I  never,  never  more 
,        May  with  my  much -lov*d  Master  pSCTt^ 
'   To  the  posts  of  mercy's  door, 
O  nail  my  wilUng  heart 

|»  See  my  utter  helplessness, 
j       And  leave  me  not  alone, 
'  O  preserve  in  perfect  peace. 
And  seal  me  for  thine  own! 
.More  and  more  tliyself  reveal, 
Thy  presence  let  me  always  find) 
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Comfort,  and  confirm,  and  heal 
My  feeble,  sin-sick  mind. 

6  As  the  apple  of  an  eye. 

Thy  weakest  servant  keep; 
Help  me  at  thy  feet  to  lie, 

And  there  for  ever  weep; 
Tears  of  joy  mine  eyes  o  'erflow, 

That  I  possess  a  hope  of  heaven; 
Much  of  love  1  ought  to  know. 

For  1  have  much  forgiven. 

HYMN  67.    CM. 

1  The  Lord  of  Sabbath  let  us  praise, 

In  concert  with  the  blest; 
And  in  most  sweet,  harmonious  lays, 
Employ  this  day  of  rest. 

2  O  may  we  still  remember  thee. 

And  more  in  knowledge  grow; 
And  may  we  more  of  glory  see, 
While  waiting  here  below. 

3  On  this  sweet  day  a  brighter  scene 

Of  glory  was  display'd. 
By  God  th*  eternal  Word,  than  when 
This  universe  was  made. 

4  He  rises,  who  our  souls  had  bought 

With  blood,  and  grief  extreme; 
'Tji^as  great  to  speak  the  world  from  nought 
'Twas  greater  to  redeem. 

HYMN  68.    P.  M. 

X  THIS,  this  is  the  God  we  adore, 
Our  faitliful  unchangeable  friend; 


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Whose  love  is  as  large  as  his  pow*f. 
And  neitlier  knows  measure  nor  end. 

2  *Tis  Jesus,  the  first  and  the  last, 

"Whose  spirit  shall  i^uidc  us  safe  homej 
We'll  praise  him  for  all  that  is  past. 
And  trust  him  for  all  that's  to  come. 

HYMN  69.     C.  M. 

1  THY  goodness,  Lord,  our  souls  confess; 

Thy  goodness  we  adore; 
A  spring  whose  blessings  never  fail— 
A  sea  without  a  shore! 

2  S^n,  moon  and  stars,  thy  love  attest;. 

In  every  golden  ray, 
Love  draws  the  curtains  of  the  nighty 
And  love  brings  back  the  day. 

3  Thv  bounty  ev*ry  season  crowns. 

With  all  the  bliss  it  yields; 
With  joyful  clusters  loads  the  vines. 
AVitli  strength'ning  grain  the  fields-, 

4  But  chiefly  thy  compassion,  Lord, 

Is  in  the  gospel  seen: 
There,  like  a  sun,  thy  mercy  shines^ 
Without  a  cloud  between. 

5  Pardon,  acceptance,  peace,  and  joy, 

Thro'  Jesu's  name  are  giv*n. 
He  on  the  cross  wa-,  lifted  high; 
That  we  might  reign  in  heav'jij; 

HYMN  70.    C.  M. 

1  WHEN  Jesus  hung  upon  the  treej 

lu  agonies  und  bJoodi 


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He  fix'd  bis  languid  eyes  on  me, 
As  near  his  cross  I  stood. 

2  0  never  till  my  latest  breath 
Can  I  forget  that  look: 
He  seem'd  to  charge  me  with  his  death. 
The'  not  a  word  he  spoke. 

'3  A  second  look  he  gave  and  said, 
"I  freely  all  forgive; 
**This  blood  is  for  thy  ransom  paid; 
"I  die  that  thou  may'st  live  " 

4  With  pleasing  grief  and  moiu-nfuljoy, 
INly  spirit  now  is  fill'd. 
That  I  should  sucli  a  life  destroy,^ 
Yet  live  by  him  1  kill'd. 

HYMN  71     L.  M. 

1  LORD,  how  secure  and  blest  are  they 

"Who  feel  the  joys  of  pardon*d  sin! 
Should  storms  of  wrath  shake  earth  and  sea. 
Their  minds  have  heaven  and  peace  within. 

2  The  day  glides  sweetly  o'er  their  heads» 

Made  up  of  innocence  and  love; 
And  soft  and  silent  as  the  shades, 
Their  nightly  minutes  gently  move. 

3  Quick  as  their  thoughts  their  joys  come  on. 

But  fly  not  half  so  swift  away: 
Their  souls  are  ever  bright  as  noon. 
And  calm  as  summer  evenings  are, 

4  How  oft  they  look  to  th'  heavenly  hills; 

Where  groves  of  living  pleasures  grow! 
And  ionging  hopes,  and  clieerful  smiles. 
Sit  undisturb'd  upon  their  brow. 


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J  They  scorn  to  seek  our  golden  toys. 

But  spend  the  day  and  sliare  the  night. 
In  niinib'ring  o'er  the  richer  joys, 
That  Heaven  prepares  for  their  delight. 


^  HYMN  72.     C.  M. 

1  LORD,  I  believe  a  rest  remains 

To  all  thy  people  known: 
A  rest  where  ptire  enjoyment  reigns; 
And  thou  art  lov'd  alone. 

2  A  rest  where  all  our  soul's  desire 

is  fix'd  on  things  above, 
'Where  fear,  and  sin,  and  grief  expire^ 
Cast  out  by  perfect  love. 

3  O  that  I  now  the  rest  might  know, 

Believe  and  enter  in! 
Kow,  Saviour,  now,  the  power  bestow. 
And  let  me  cease  from  sin. 

4  Remove  this  hardness  from  my  hearts 

This  unbelief  remove; 
To  me  the  rest  of  faith  impart. 
The  sabbath  of  thy  love. 

$  I  would  be  thine,  thou  know'st  I  wouI(J, 
And  have  thee  all  my  own; 
Thee,  O  my  all-sufficient  good, 
1  want,  and  thee  alohe. 

6  Thy  name  to  me,  thy  nature  grant! 
This,  only  this  begiven; 
NoiMiig  besidtr  my  God  1  want, 
Nothing  in  earth  or  heaven. 


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7  Come,  O  my  S.'viour.  come  away^ 
Into  iriy  sou)  descend' 
No  longer  froiTi  thy  creature  stay, 
My  author  ancl  tr.y  end! 

3  Come,  Fath-  r.  Son,  and  Holy  Gost^ 
And  se:d  me  thine  abcde; 
Let  all  I  am  in  thct-  bt-  lost, 
Let  all  be  lost  in  God! 

HYMN  73.     C.  M. 

f  MY  Saviour,  my  aliTiig-hty  friend, 
V^  hen  T  be;<in  tbv  praise, 
"Where  will  the  growing  numbers  end;^ 
The  numbers  of  thy  gr.ice? 

2  Thou  art  my  everlasting-  trust, 

Thy  goodness  T  adore: 
Send  down  thy  grace,  O  blessed  Lord, 
That  i  may  love  thee  more. 

3  My  feet  shall  travel  all  the  length 

Of  the  celestial  road: 
And  marcli  with  courage  in  thy  strength^ 
To  see  the  Lord  my  God 

4  Awake,  awake,  my  tuneful  powers. 

With  this  deliglitful  song, 
And  entertain  the  darkest  noursj 
Nor  think  the  sei.son  long. 

HYMN  74,    P.  M. 
I  THE  voice  of  my  Beloved  sounds, 
While  o'er  the  mountniu  top  he  bounds; 
He  flies  exulting  o'ev  the  hills, 
Au4  all  m>  soul  With  ti'ansport  fiU^ 


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9ently  doth  he  chide  my  stay, 
"Rise,  my  love,  and  come  away." 

The  scatter'd  clout^s  are  fled  at  last, 
The  rain  is  g-onc,  the  winter's  ,;ast. 
The  lovely  vernal  flowers  appear, 
The  warb  mg  choir  enchants  our  ear": 

Now  with  sweetly  pensive  rnoaq, 

Coos  the  turtle  dove  alone. 

HYMN  75.  P.  M. 

1  VAIN,  delusive  world  adieu; 

With  all  of  creature -good, 
OnU  Jesus  1  pursue, 

Wiio  boaght  me  with  his  blood! 
All  thy  pleasures  I  forego, 

I  trample  on  ihy  wealth  and  pride: 
Onl}  Jesus  will  I  know. 

And  Jesus  crucified. 

2  Other  knowledge  1  disdain, 

'Tis  all  but  vanity; 
Christ,  the  Lamb  of  God,  was  slain, 

He  tasted  death  for  me! 
Me  to  save  from  endless  woe 

The  sin-atoning  victim  diecC 
Only  Jesus  will  1  know, 

And  Jesus  crucified! 

3  Here  will  I  set  up  my  rest; 

My  fluctuati  jg  heart 
From  the  haven  of  his  breast 

Shall  never  more  depart: 
■^Vhither   should  a  sinner  go? 

His  wounds  for  me  stand  open  wide; 
Only  Jesus  \mjI  I  know. 

And  Jesus  crucified! 


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4  Him  to  know  is  life  and  peaCfj 

And  pleasure  without  end, 
This  is  all  my  happiness, 

On  Jesus  to  depend; 
Daily  in  his  grace  t«  grow. 

And  ever  in  his  faith  abide,-. 
Only  Jesus  will  I  know. 

And  Jesus  crucified! 

5  O  that  I  could  all  invite. 

This  saving-  truth  to  prove: 
Show  the  length,  the  breadth,  the  heigk^ 

And  depth  of  Jesu*s  love! 
Fain  I  would  to  sinners  show 

The  blood  by  faith  alone  applied^ 
Only  Jesus  will  I  know. 

And  Jesus  crucified. 

HYMN  76,     S.  M. 

Jifoming  Son^9 

1  SEE  how  the  rising  sun 
Pursues  his  shining  way; 

And  wide  proclaims  his  Maker's  praisiiSi 
With  ev'ry  bright 'ning  ray. 

2  Thus  would  my  rising  soul 
Its  heavenly  parent  sin^; 

And  to  its  gi'eat  original 
The  humble  tribute  bring. 

3  Serene  I  laid  me  down 
Beneath  his  guardian  care; 

I  slept,  and  1  awoke,  and  foun^ 
My  kind  Preserver  near! 


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4  Thus  does  thine  arm  suppori 
Thi^>  weak,  defenceless  frame: 

But  whence  these  favors,  Lord,  to  me^ 
So  worthless  as  I  am? 

5  O  how  shall  I  repay 
The  bounties  of  my  God? 

Th'S  feeble  spirit  pants  beneath 
The  pleasing",  painful  load. 

6  Dear  Saviour,  to  thy  cross 
I  bring-  my  sacrifice; 

By  thee  perfum'd-  it  shall  ascend 
With  fragrance  to  the  skies. 

7  My  life  I  would  anew 
Devote,  O  Lord,  to  thee; 

And  in  thy  presence  I  would  spend 
A  long  eternity 

HYMN  77.    L.  M. 

1  PRATSE  God,  from  whom  all  blessings  flow. 
Praise  him,  all  creatures  here  below; 
Praise  him  above,  ye  heavenly  host. 
Praise  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost. 

HYMN  78.    CM. 

1  WHY  should  a  living  man  complain 
Of  deep  distress  within. 
Since  ev'ry  sigh,  and  ev'ry  pain 
Is  but  tlie  fruit  of  sin? 

0  Lord  to  thy  dealings  I'll  submit. 
Nor  would  I  dare  rebel; 
Yet  sure  1  may,  here  at  thy  feet, 
My  painful  feelings  tell* 


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3  Thou  seest  what  floods  of  sorrows  rise,; 

And  bent    ipon  my  somI; 
De -p  calls  to  deep    -0  hea;-  my  cries, 
While  stormy  bdlows  roll 

4  F  cm  fear  to  hope,  and  hope  to  fear. 

My  ship-wri^ck'd  soul  is  tost; 
Till  I  am  tempted  in  despair 
To  g-ive  up  ail  for  lost. 

5  Yet  tliro'  the  stormy  clouds  I  look 

Once  more  to  thee,  tny  God; 
O  fix  my  feet  on  Christ,  tlie  rock. 
Who  bought  me  with  his  blood, 

'6  One  look  of  mercy  from  thy  face, 
*^Vill  set  mv  heai't  at  ease; 
One  all-commanding-  word  of  grace 
Will  make  the  tempest  cease. 

TIYMN  79.    C.  M. 

1  LOKD,  in  the  morning  thou  shalthe^r 

My  voice  ascending  high: 
To  thee  will  I  direct  my  'prayer, 
To  thee  lift  up  mine  eye. 

2  Up  to  the  hills  where  Christ  is  gone^ 

To  plead  for  all  his  saints, 
Pre»enfin>;  at  the  Father's  tjirone 
Our  songs  and  our  complaints, 

3  Thou  art  a  God,  before  whose  sight 

The  wicked  shall  not  stand, 
Sinners  shall  ne*er  be  thy  delight. 
Nor  dwell  at  thy  right  hand, 

4  O  may  thy  Spirit  gviide  my  feet 

-In  ways  of  righteousiifess; 


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Make  every  path  of  duty  straight^ 
And  piain  betor    my  lace. 

5  Now  to  thy  hou.se  will  1  ixsort. 
To  last c  ihy  nieicits  there; 
I  will  tVequeiit  thy  holy  court. 
And  worship  in  thy  fear. 

HYMN  80.    C    M. 

1'  WHEN  fail h  presents  tiie  Saviour's  deatlft. 
And  whispers,  "tliisis  nunc;'* 
Sweetly  my  rising  hours  advance. 
And  peacefully  decline 

^  Lei  outward  things  go  how  they  will, 
On  thee  I  cast  rny  care 
But  let  me  reign  with  thee  in  heaven-^ 
Tiio'  most  unworthy  here 

■)  Faith  in  thy  love  shall  sweeten  deaths 
And  smooth  the  j  ugged  way; 
Smile  on  me  de.irest  Lord,  and  then 
I  shall  not  wish  to  stay. 

HYMN  81      S.  M. 

t     WHAT  cheering  wo''dd  are  these't 

'JTheir  sweemess  who  cantelli 
In  tiiiie  and  to  etern  ty, 

Mis  with  the  lighteous  well. 

2    In  every  state  secure. 
Kept  by  Jehovah's  eye, 
'Tis  well  with  them  while  life  indureSS"; 
And  well  when  call'd  to  die. 

3-    *Tis  well  when  joys  arise, 
'lis  well  when  sorrows  flow:] 


'Tis  well  when  darkness  veils  the  skiep^ 
Ai;d  strong  temptations  blow. 

[4     *Tis  well  when  on  the  mount 
They  feast  on  dying  love; 
And  'tis  as  well  in  God's  account. 
When  they  the  furnace  prove.] 

5     'Tis  well  when  at  his  throne. 

They  wrestle,  weep,  and  pray, 
'Tis  well  when  at  his  feet  they  groaij. 
Yet  bring  their  wants  away. 

6      *Tis  well  when  Jesus  calls. 
From  earth  and  sin,  arise. 
Join  with  the  host  of  virgin  soul;^ 
Made  to  salvation  wise. 

HYMN  82.     C.  M. 

1  MORTA.LS  awake,  with  angels  join, 

And  chaunt  the  solemn  lay; 
Joy,  love,  and  gratitude  combine, 
To  hail  th*  auspicious  day. 

2  In  heav*n  the  rapt'rous  song  began. 

While  sweet  seraphic  fire 
Through  all  the  shining  legions  ran. 
And  tun'd  the  golden  lyre.  » 

3  Swift  through  the  vast  expanse  it  flew. 

And  loud  the  echo  roll'd; 
The  theme,  the  song,  the  joy  was  new, 
'Twas  more  than  heav'n  could  hold. 

^  Down  through  the  portals  of  the  sky 
Th'  impetuous  torrent  ran; 
And  angels  Hew  with  eager  joy 
To  btar  the  news  to  man- 


Hark!  the  cherubic  armies  shout, 

And  glory  leads  the  song: 
Good  will  and  peace  are  heard  thraughoiit 

Th'  harmonious  heavn'ly  throng. 

Hail,  Prince  of  life,  for  ever  hail! 

Redeemer,  brother,  friend! 
Though  earth,  and  time,  and  life  should  faij, 
Thy  praise  shall  never  end. 

HYMN  83.     C.  M. 

1  NOW  from  the  altar  of  our  heartSN, 

Let  warmest  thanics  anse; 
Assist  us  Lord,  to  offer  up 
Our  ev'ning  sacritice. 

2  This  day  God  was  our  sun  and  shield. 

Our  keeper  and  our  guide; 
nis  care  was  on  our  weakness  shown. 
His  mercies  multiplied. 

.3  Minutes  and  mercies  multiplied. 
Have  made  up  all  this  day; 
Minutes  came  quick,  but  mercies  were 
More  swift  and  sure  than  they. 

4  New  times,  new  favours,  and  new  joys. 
Do  a  new  song  require: 
Till  we  shall  praise  thee  as  we  would. 
Accept  our  heart's  desire. 

HYMN  84.    CM. 

1  "WH  EN  I  can  read  my  title  clear 
To  mansions  in  the  skies, 
I'll  bid  farewell  to  every  fear, 
And  wipe  my  weeping  eyes. 


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2  Should  earth  ag-ainst  my  soul  engage^ 

And  fievy  cinrtt.  he  huri'd, 
Then'l  can  smile  at  Satan's  rage. 
And  face  a  frowning  world 

3  Let  cares  li!  e  a  wild  deluge  comcj 

I>et  storms  of  sorrow  fall; 
So  I  but  safely  reach  my  home, 
My  God,  my  heaven,  my  all, 

4  There  I  shall  bathe  my  weary  soul 

In  seas  of  heavenly  rest, 
An"  nov  a  wave  of  trouble  roll 
Across  my  peaceful  breast. 


HYMN  85.    C.  M. 

O  FOR  a  thousand  tongues,  to  sing 
My  dear  Redeemer's  praise! 

The  glories  of  my  God  and  king, 
The  triumphs  of  his  grace. 


My  gracious  Saviour,  and  my  God, 

Assist  me  to  proclaiiu. 
To  spread,  through  all  the  earth  abroa(3j 

The  honours  of  thy  name 


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.3  Jesus,  the  name  that  charms  our  fears, 
That  bids  our  sorrows  cease; 
'Tis  music  in  the  sinnei-'s  ears, 
'Tis  life,  and  health,  and  peace. 

4  He  breaks  the  pow'r  of  cancell'd  sii^ 
He  sets  the  pris'ners  f-ee; 
His  blood  can  make  the  foulest  clexi^ 
His  blood  availed  for  ine> 


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!  HYMN  86      CM. 

1  O  TOR  a  closer  walk  wiih  Gnd! 
\  calm  iiii'l  heav'niy  tVasne; 
A  liirht  lo  shine  upon  the  road. 
That  leads  me  to  the  Lamb! 

3  Whore  is  the  blesscdn.--  1  k'lew. 
When  first  1  saw  the  Lord? 
Wheri-  is  the  sb\,\  'efreshin    view. 
Of"  Jesus  and  his  word? 

3  What  peaceful  hours  I  once  enjoy'd! 

How  sweet  their  mem  rv  sti))' 

But  iliey  haveJeft  in  uchinji'  void. 

The  world  can  never  fill. 

4  Return,  O  holy  Dove,  return. 

Sweet  messeng-er  of  rest! 
1  hate  the  sins  that  made  thee  mou«^. 
And  drove  thee  from  my  breast. 

5  The  dearest  idol  I  hjve  known, 

Whate'er  that  idol  be, 
Help  me  to  tear  ii  from  thy  throng 
And  worship  only  thee. 

6  So  shall  my  walk  be  dose  wi'h  Go^, 

Calm  and  serene  r.i\  frame; 
So  p»irer  lig'ht  shall  mark  th.-  road, 
That  leads  me  to  the  Lamb. 


•HYMN  87     P.  M. 

REJOICE  th^-  i.ord  is  Kiiiff; 
Ynir  Lord  and  Kinj^  a.inie^ 
"Mortals,  give  thanks  an>    siii|^, 
And  triumph  evermore; 


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JL.irt  up  your  hearts,  lift  up  your  voice> 
Rejoice,  again  I  say  rejoice. 

Jesus,  the  Saviour  reigns, 
The  God  of  truth  and  love, 

WheiThe  had  purg'd  our  stains, 
He  took  his  seat  above; 
Lift  up  your  hearts,  &.c. 

His  kingdom  cannot  fail. 

He  rules  o'er  earth  and  heaveti' 
The  keys  of  death  and  hell 
Are  to  our  Jesus  given; 
Lift  up- your  hearts,  &c. 

He  s^ts  at  God's  right-hand 

Till  all  his  foes  submit. 
And  bow  to  his  command. 
And  fall  beneath  his  feetf 
Lift  up  your  hearts.  Sic. 

He  all  his  foes  shall  quell, 

Shall  all  bur  sins  destroy; 
And  every  bosom  swell 

"With  pure  seraphic  joy; 
Lift  up  your  hearts,  &c. 

Rejoice  in  glorious  hope, 

Jesus  the  Judge  shall  comej 
And  take  his  servants  up 
To  their  eternal  home; 
We  soon  shall  hear  th'  archangel's  voic^. 
The  trump  of  God  shall  sound,  Rejoice! 

HVMN88.    CM. 

%  WITH  joy  we  meditate  the  gracS 
Of  our  High-Priest  abovq 


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His  heart  13  made  of  tenderheffs^ 
His  bowels  melt  with  love. 

2  ToucliM  with  a  sympathy  within. 

He  knows  our  feeble  frame; 
He  knoAS  what  sore  temptations  meahj 
For  he  hath  felt  the  same. 

3  He  in  the  days  of  feeble  flesh, 

Pour'd  out  strong- cries  and  tearb. 
And  in  his  measure  feels  afresh 
What  every  member  bears. 

4  He*ll  never  quench  the  smoking  fla::?^ 

But  raise  it  to  a  flame; 
The  bruised  reed  he  never  breaks, 
Nor  scorns  the  meanest  name. 

5  Then  let  our  humble  faith  address 

His  mercy  and  his  power; 
We  »hall  obtain  deliv'rlng-  grace 
In  the  distressing  hour. 

-    HYMN  89.     C.  M. 

1  O  FOR  a  heart  to  praise  my  God, 

A  heart  from  guiit  set  free; 
A  heart  that's  sprinkled  with  the  blood, 
So  freely  shed  for  me. 

2  A  humble,  lowly,  contrite  heart, 

Believing,  true,  and  clean, 
W'lich  neither  Ufe  nor  death  can  part. 
From  him  that  dwells  within. 

3  A  heart  resign'd,  submissive,  meek. 

My  dear  Redeemer's  throne; 
"Where  only  Christ  is  beard  to  s^jeak^ 
AVhere  Jesus  reigns  alone. 


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4  Thy  holy  nature.  Lord,  impart. 

Come  quickly  from  above; 
Write  thy  new  name  upon  my  heaii, 
Thy  new,  best  name,  of  love. 

HYMN  90.    L.M. 

1  SES^NERS,  obey  the  gospel  word. 
Haste  to  the  supper  of  our  Lord; 
Be  wise  to  know  jour  gracious  day. 
All  things  are  ready,  come  away. 

2  Ready  the  Father  is  to  own. 
And  kiss  a  late  returning  son; 
Ready  the  loving  Saviour  stands. 

And  spreads  for  you  his  bleeding  hands. 

5  Ready  the  Spirit  of  his  love, 
Ev*n  now  the  stony  heart  to  move, 
T'  apply  and  witness  with  the  blood. 
And  wash  and  seal  the  sons  of  God. 

4  Ready  for  you  the  Angels  wait. 
To  triumph  in  your  blest  estate; 
Tuning  their  harps,  they  long  to  praise 
The  wonders  of  redeeming  grace. 

HYMN  91.     C.  M. 

t  THERE  is  a  land  of  pure  delight. 
Where  saints  immorta  reign; 
Infinite  day  excludes  the  night. 
And  pleasures  banish  pain. 

2  There  everlasting  spring  abides. 
And  never-with'ring  flov/'ys: 
Deati;,  lik^a  narrow  sea,  divides 
This  heavenly  land  from  onrs. 


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sweet  fields  beyond  the  swelling  flood, 

Stand idress'ci  in  living  green; 
So  to  the  Jews  old  Cannaan  stood, 

While  Jordan  roll'd  between, 

1  Could  we  but  climb  where  Moses  stood. 
And  view  the  landscape  o'er; 
Xot  Jonian's  stream,  nor  death's  cold  flood^ 
Should  fright  us  from  tlie  shore. 

HYMN  92.     L.  M. 

1  WHY  should  we  start  and  fear  to  die? 

M'hat  tim'rous  worms  we  mortals  are1 
Death  is  the  gate  to  endless  joy. 
And  yet  we  dread  to  enter  there. 

2  The  pains,  the  groans,  the  dying  strife 

Fright  our  approaching  souls  away^ 
And  we  shrink  back  again  to  Ufe, 
Fond  of  our  prison  and  our  clay. 

^  O  if  my  Lord  would  come  and  meet, 

M)'  soul  would  stretch  her  wings  in  haste. 
Fly  fearless  through  death's  iron  gate, 
Nor  feel  the  terrors  as  she  past. 

4  Jesus  can  make  a  dying  bed  ' 
Feel  soft  as  downy  pillows  are, 
"While  on  his  breast  I  lean  my  head. 
And  breathe  my  life  out  sweetly  there. 

I  HYMN  93.     L.  M. 

1  PRAISE  ye  the  Lord!  'tis  good  to  raise 
Your  hearts  and  voices  in  his  praise: 
His  nature  andJiis  works  invite 
I'o  make  this  duty  oui*  delight. 


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2  He  form'd  the  stars,  those  heaven'v  flame^ 
lie  counts  their  numbers,  calls  tlicu  names; 
His  wisdom's  vast,  and  knows  no  bound, 

A  deep  where  all  our  thoughts  arc  drown'dj 

3  -Sing  to  the  Lord,  exalt  him  high, 
Who  spreads  his  clouds  around  the  sky; 
There  he  prepares  the  fruitful  rain, 
Kor  lets  the  drops  descend  in  vain. 

4  He  makes  the  grass  the  hills  adorn; 
He  clothes  the  smiling  fields  with  corn: 
The  beasts  with  food  his  hands  supply, 
And  the  young  ravens  when  the^  cry, 

5  What  is  the  creature's  skill  or  force. 
The  sprigtly  man,  or  warlike  horse? 
The  piercing  Wit,  the  active  limb, 
Are  ail  to  mean  delights  for  iiim. 

6  But  saints  are  lovely  in  his  sight, 
He  views  his  children  with  delight; 

,    He  sees  their  hope,  he  knows  their  fear, 
He  looks,  and  loves  his  image  there. 

HYMN  94.    P.  M. 

1  THOU  God  of  truth  and  love, 

We  seek  thy  (;erfect  .vay, 
Ready  thy  choice  t'  approve. 

Thy  providence  t'  obey; 
Enter  into  thy  wise  design, 
And  sweetly  lose  our  will  i,i  thinS. 

2  Why  hast  thou  cast  our  lot 

In  the  same  age  and  |  luce? 
And  why  togelh<r  broutht 
To  see  each  other's  faccj 


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To  join  with  softest  sjTupathjr, 
And  mix  our  tncncUy  souls  m  theer 

o  Disdt  llum  not  make  us  one, 
Tiiat  we  mi_^ht  one  remain? 
Together  travel  on, 

And  bear  each  others  pain? 
Till  all  thy  utmost  goodness  prove, 
And  rise  renew'd  in  perfect  love. 

4  Surely  thou  didst  unite 

Our  k  ndrod  spirits  here. 
That  all  hereafter  might 

Before  thy  throne  appear: 
Meet  at  the  niairiage  of  the  Lamb, 
And  all  thy  gracious  love  proclaim. 

5  Then  let  us  ever  bear 

The  blessed  end  in  view. 
And  join  with  mutual  care, 

To  fight  our  passage  through; 
And  kindly  help  each  other  on. 
Till  ail  receive  the  starry  crown. 

6  O  may  the  Spirit  seal 

Our  souls  unto  that  day! 
^Vith  all  thy  rVincs  till, 

And  then  transjiort  away: 
Away  to  our  eternal  rest, 
Away  to  our  Redeemer's  breasj. 

HYMN  95.    P.  M. 

1  STVNEHS,  turn,  why  will  ye  di&? 
God,  vovu  Maker,  asks  you  why? 
God,  who  did  your  being  give, 
Made  you  with  hirasplf  to  Jive; 


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He  tlie  fatal  cause  demands, 
Asks  the  work  of  his  own  hands. 
Why,  ye  thankless  creatures,  why 
Will  ye  cross  his  love,  and  die? 

3  Sinners,  turn,  wJiy  will  ye  die? 
God,  your  Saviour,  asks  you  why? 
God,  who  did  your  souls  retrieve., 
Died  himself  that  ye  might  live. 
Will  you  let  him  die  in  vain? 
Crucify  your  Lord  again? 
Why,  ye  ransom'd  sinners,  why 
Will  ye  slight  his  grace,  and  die? 

,3  Sinners,  turn,  why  will  ye  die? 
God,  the  Spirit,  asks  you  why? 
He  who  all  your  lives  hath  strove^ 
Woo'd  you  to  embrace  his  love: 
Will  ye  not  his  grace  receive? 
Will  ye  still  refuse  to  live? 
\Vhy,  ye  long-sought  sinners,  why 
Will  you  grieve  your  God,  and  die? 

4  Dead  already,  dead  within, 
Spiritu'lly  dead  in  sin: 
Dead  to  God,  while  here  you  breathe^ 
Paiityou  after  second  death? 
Will  you  still  in  sin  remain. 
Greedy  of  eternal  pain? 
O,  ye  dying  sinners,  why. 
Why  will  ye  for  ever  die? 

HYMN?>6.     C.  M. 

1  SALVATION!  O  the  joyful  .sound! 
What  pleasures  to  our  ears. 
A  sov'reign  balm  for  every  wouud, 
A  cordial  for  our  fears. 


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Glory y  honour,  praise^  and  poioer. 
Be  unto  the  Lamb  for  ever.' 
Jesus  Christ  is  our  Redeemer/ 
Hallelujah.'  praise  the  Lord* 

2  Salvation!  let  the  echo  fly 
The  spacious  earth  around, 
While  all  the  armies  of  the  sky, 
Conspire  to  raise  the  sound.     Glori/,  &c. 

5  Salvation!  O  thou  bleeding  Lamb! 
To  thee  the  praise  belongs: 
Salvation  shall  inspire  our  hearts. 
And  dwell  upon  our  tongues.     Glort/  ^c, 

HYMN  97.    C.  M. 

1  «  SHEPHERDS  rejoice,  lift  up  your  eyes, 

And  send  your  fears  away. 
News  from  the  regions  of  the  skies — 
A  Savioiu-'s  born  to-day. 

2  "  Jesus,  the  God  whom  angels  fear. 

Comes  down  to  dwell  witli  you; 
To-day  he  makes  his  entrance  here. 
But  not  as  monarchs  do. 

•3  "  No  gold,  nor  purple  swaddling  bands^ 
Nor  royal  shining  things; 
A  'iiangertbi-  his  cradle  stands; 
And  holds  the  Kjng  of  kings. 

4  "  Go  shepherds,  where  the  infant  lies. 
And  see  his  humble  throne; 
With  tears  of  joy  in  all  your  eyes. 
Go,  shepherds,  kiss  the  Son." 

$  Thus  Gabriel  sang,  and  straight  around. 
The  heav'nly  armies  throng; 


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lA\ey  tune  their  harps  to  lofty  sound, 
And  thus  conclude  the  song: 

6  «  Glory  to  God  that  reigns  above, 
Let  peace  surround  the  earth; 
Mortals  shall  know  their  Maker's  lovcj 
At  then*  Redeemer's  birth" 

T  Lord!  and  shall  angels  have  their  song?-. 
And  men  no  tunes  to  raise? 
O  may  'we  lose  these  useless  tongues 
When  we  forget  to  praise! 

3  Glory  to  God  that  reigns  above. 
That  pity'd  us  forlorn; 
We  join  to  sing  our  Maker's  lov(t. 
For  there's  a  Saviour  born. 

HYMN  98.    C.  M. 

1  TRY  us,  O  God,  and  search  the  ground- 

Of  every  sinful  heart; 
Whatever  of  sin  in  us  is  found, 
O  bid  it  all  depart! 

2  When  to  the  right  or  left  we  stray^ 

Leave  us  not  comfortless; 
But  guide  our  feet  into  the  way 
Of  everlasting  peace. 

3  H»lp  us  to  help  each  other,  Lord^ 

Each  othei-*s  cross  to  bear; 

Let  each  his  friendly  aid  aflord. 

And  feel  his  brother's  car©^ 

•i  Help  us  to  build  each  other  uj^ 
Our  little  stock  unprove^ 


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Increase  our  faith,  confirm  qui*  hope, 
And  perfect  us  in  love.  *^ 

5  Up  into  thee,  our  living  Head, 

Let  us  in  all  things  grow; 
Till  thou  hast  made  us  free  indeed^ 
And  spotless  here  below. 

6  Then  when  the  mighty  work  is  wrouglUj 

Receive  thy  ready  bride; 
Give  us  in  lieaven  a  happy  lot 
■\Vitli  all  the  sanctified. 

HYMN  99.  C.  M. 

1  Plung'd  in  a  gulf  of  deep  despair. 

We,  wretched  sinners,  lay, 
"\Vithout  one  cheering  beam  of  hopQ, 
Or  spark  of  glimm'ring  day, 

2  With  pitying  eyes  the  Prince  of  grace 

Beheld  our  helpless  grief: 
He  saw,  and  (O  amazing  love!) 
He  ran  to  our  relief, 

3  Down  from  the  shining  seats  above 

With  joyful  haste  he  fled; 
Enter'd  the  grave  in  mortal  flesh, 
And  dwelt  among  the  dead. 

4  O  for  this  love,  let  rocks  and  hills 

Their  lasting  silence  break. 
And  all  harmonious  human  tongue^ 
The  Saviour's  praises  speak. 

5  Angels,  assist  our  mighty  joys; 

Strike  all  your  harps  of  ^old. 
But  when  you  raise  your  highest  nofCJ?^ 
His  love  can  ne'er  be  told. 
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HYMN  100.  S.  M. 

1  THE  praying  spirit  breathe, 

The  watching  power  impart; 
From  all  entanglements  beneath 

Call  off  my  peaceful  heart; 
My  feeble  mind  sustain. 

By  worldly  thoughts  oppress'd: 
Appear,  and  bid  me  turn  again 

To  ray  eternal  rest. 

2  Swift  to  my  rescue  come. 

Thine  own  this  moment  seize, 
Gather  my  wand'ring  spirit  home. 

And  keep  in  perfect  peace: 
Suffered  no  more  to  rove 

O'er  all  the  eailh  abroad. 
Arrest  the  pris*nerof  thy  love^ 

And  shut  me  up  in  God. 

HYMN  100.  C.  M. 

4  WHEN  all  thy  mercies,  O  my  God, 
My  rising  soul  surveys. 
Transported  with  the  view  l*m  lost, 
In  wonder,  love,  and  praise, 

2  Thy  providence  my  life  sustain'd. 

And  all  my  wants  redress'd; 

When  in  the  silent  womb  I  lay. 

And  hung  upon  the  breast, 

3  When  in  the  slipp'ry  paths  of  youthj 

With  heedless  steps  I  ran, 
Thine  arm  unseen  convey'd  me  safe. 
And  led  me  up  to  man. 

4»  Ten  thousand,  thousand  preciotts  gifts. 
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Nor  is  the  least  a  cheerful  heart. 
That  tastes  those  gifts  with  joy;. 

5  Thro'  ev'ry  period  of  my  life. 
Thy  goodnes  1*11  adore! 
And  after  death,  in  distant  worlds^ 
Thy  boundless  love  explore. 

•3  Thro*  all  eternity,  to  thee 
A  joyful  song  I'll  raise; 
But  6,  eternity's  too  short 
To  utter  all  thy  praise. 

HYMN  101.  C.  M. 

i  MY  God,  my  portion,  and  my  love. 
My  everlasting  All, 
I've  none  but  thee  in  heaven  abovCf 
Nor  on  this  earthly  ball. 

^Vhat  empty  things  are  all  the  skies. 

And  this  inferior  clod! 
There's  nothing  here  deserves  my  joySj 

There's  nothing  like  my  God. 

3  In  vain  the  bright,  the  burning  sun. 

Scatters  his  feeble  light; 
'Tis  thy  sweet  beams  create  my  noon> 
If  thou  withdraw,  'tis  ni^ht. 

4  And  whilst  upon  my  restless  bed. 

Among  the  shades  [  roll, 
If  my  Redeemer  shows  his  head, 
'Tis  morning  with  my  soul. 

J  To  thee  we  owe  our  wealth  and  frien^jfe', 
And  healtli,  and  safe  abode: 


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Thanks  to  ihy  name  for  meaner  things; 
X     But  they  are  not  my  God. 

6  How  vain  a  toy  is  glittering  wealth. 

If  once  compar'd  to  thee: 
Or  wliat's  my  safety,  or  my  health, 
Or  all  my  friends  to  me-? 

7  Were  I  possessor  of  the  earth. 

And  call'd  the  stars  ray  own. 
Without  thy  graces  and  th}  self, 
I  were  a  wretch  undone. 

8  Let  others  stretch  their  arms  like  seas. 

And  grasp  in  all  the  shore: 
Grant  me  the  visits  of  thy  face, 
And  I  desire  no  more. 


HYMN  102.    CM. 

1  SING  to  the  great  Jehovah's  praise,! 

All  praise  to  him  belongs. 
Who  kindly  lengthens  out  our  days, 

Demands  our  choicest  songs: 
His  providence  hath  brought  us  through 

Another  various  year; 
We  all  with  vows  and  anthems  new 

Before  our  God  appear. 

2  Father,  thy  mercies  past  we  own. 

Thy  still  continued  care: 
To  thee  presenting,  through  thy  Son 

Whate'er  we  have  or  are: 
Our  lips  and  lives  shall  gladly  show 
"The  wonders  of  thy  love,' 


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■^Vhile  on  in  Jesu's  steps  we  go 
To  seek  thy  face  above. 

3  Oar  residue  of  clays  or  hours, 

Thine,  wholly  thine  shall  be: 
And  all  our  consecrated  powers, 

A  sacrifice  to  thee; 
Till  Jesus  in  the  clouds  appear. 

To  saints  on  earth  forgiven, 
And  bring  the  grand  sabbatic  year, 

Tlie  jubilee  of  heaven. 

HYMN  103.     S.  M. 

1  SOLDIERS  of  Christ,  arise, 
And  put  your  armour  on. 

Strong  in  the  strength  which  God  supplies 

Through  his  eternal  Son; 

Strong  in  the  Lord  of  Hosts, 

And  in  his  mighty  power. 
"Who  in  the  strength  of  Jesus  trusts, 
Is  more  than  conqueror. 

2  Stand  then  in  his  great  might, 
AVith  all  his  strength  endu'd; 

But  take,  to  arm  you  for  the  fight^ 

The  panoply  of  God: 

That  having  all  things  done, 

And  all  your  conflicts  past. 
Ye  may  o'ercome,  through  Christ  alone, 

And  stand  entire  at  last. 

5  Stand,  then,  against  your  foes, 

In  close  and  firm  array; 
Legions  of  wily  fiends  oppose 

Throughout  the  evil  day; 


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But  meet  the  sons  of  nig-ht, 
But  niock  their  vain  desigri, 
Arm'd  in  the  arms  of  heavenly  light. 
Of  nghteouness  divine. 

4  Leave  no  unguarded  place> 

No  weakness  of  the  soul: 
Take  every  virtue,  every  grace^ 

And  fortify  the  whole: 

Indissollibly  join'd, 

To  battle  all  proceed; 
But  arm  yourselves  with  all  the  mind 

That  was  in  Christ  your  Head. 


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%  BUT,  above  all,  lay  hold 
On  faith's  victorious  shield; 

Arm'd  with  that  adamant  and  gold, 
Be  sure  to  win  the  field: 
If  faith  surround  your  heart, 
Satan  shall  be  subdu'd; 

Repell'd  his  every  fiery  dart, 

And  quench'dwith  Jesu^s  blood., 

3  Jesus  hath  died  for  you! 

What  can  his  love  withstand? 
Believe,  hold  fast  your  shield,  and  who 

^lall  pluck  you  from  his  hand? 

Believe  that  Jesus  reigns, 

And  power  to  him  is  given: 
Believe,  till  freed  from  sin's  remains^ 

Believe  yourselves  to  heaven! 

3  To  keep  your  armour  bright* 
Attend  with  <;oustant  care; 


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Still  walking  in  your  Captain's  sight. 

And  watcliing-  unto  prayer. 

Ktrudy  for  all  alarms, 

Steadfastly  set  your  face, 
Vnd  alu  ays  exercise  your  arms. 
And  use  your  every  grace, 

I  Pray,  without  ceasing,  pray, 

(Your  Captain  gives  tlie  word,} 
Tlis  summons  cheerfully  obey, 

And  cull  upon  the  Lord: 

To  God  your  every  want 

In  instiint  prayer  display: 
Pray  always;  pray,  and  never  faiijt; 

Pray,  without  ceasmg.  pra)-. 

HYMN  lOo.  C.  M. 

1  IjV  fellowship  alone. 

To  God  with  faith  draw  near: 
Approacii  his  courts,  besiege  his  throne. 

^^'lth  all  tlie  power  of  prayei"; 

Go  to  his  temple,  go. 

Nor  from  his  aliar  move; 
Let  every  house  his  worship  know^' 

And  every  heart  his  love. 

2  To  God  your  spirits  dart; 
Your  souls  in  words  declare; 

f  )r  groan  to  him  who  reads  the  heart, 

Th'  unutterable  prayer; 

His  mercy  now  implore, 

And  now  show  fortli  his  praise. 
In  shouts,  or  silent  awe,  adore 

'Ills  miracles  of  g^race. 


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3  Pour  out  your  souls  to  God, 
And  bow  them,  with  your  knees; 

And  spread  your  hearts  and  hands  abroad, 

And  pray  for  Sion's  peace. 

Your  guides  and  brethren  bear 

For  ever  on  your  mind; 
Eixtends  the  arms  of  mighty  prayer^ 

In  grasping  all  mankind. 

4  From  strength  to  strength  go  on. 
Wrestle,  and  fight,  and  pray: 

Tread  all  the  powers  of  darkness  down,- 
And  win  the  well-fought  day; 
Still  let  the  Spirit  cry 
In  all  his  soldiers,  "Come," 

Till  Christ  the  Lord  descend  from  high^ 

And  take  the  conquerors  home. 

HYMN  106.  CM. 

1  THY  ceaseless,  unexhausted  lovcj 

Unmerited  and  free. 
Delights  our  evil  to  remove, 
And  help  our  misery. 

2  Thou  waitest  to  be  gracious  still. 

Thou  dost  with  sinners  bear. 
That  sav'd,  we  may  thy  goodness  fee^ 
And  all  thy  grace  declare. 

3  Thy  goodness  and  thy  truth  to  me, 

To  every  soul  abound; 
A  vast  unfathomable  sea 

Where  all  our  thoughts  are  drown*d! 

4  Its  streams  the  whole  creation  reach. 

So  plenteous  is  the  store; 
Enough  for  all,  eno\igh  for  each. 
Enough  for  evermore. 


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3  Faithful,  O  Lord,  thy  mercies  ar^> 
A  rock  that  cannot  move; 
A  thousand  promises  declare 
Thy  constancy  of  love. 

6  Throughout  the  universe  it  reigns, 
Unalterably  sure; 
And  while  the  truth  of  God  remains. 
His  goodness  must  endure. 

HYMN  107.  C.  M. 

J  THAT  awful  day  will  surely  come, 
Th'  appointed  hour  makes  haste, 
When  I  must  stand  before  my  JudgCj 
And  pass  the  solemn  test. 

2  Jesus,  thou  source  of  all  my  joys, 

Thou  ruler  of  my  heart. 
How  could  I  bear  to  hear  thy  voice 
Pronounce  the  sound  depart, 

3  The  thunder  of  that  awful  word, 

Would  so  torment  my  ear, 
'Twould  tear  my  soul  assunder,  Lor^, 
Witli  most  exquisite  fear. 

4  What,  to  be  banish'd  from  my  Lortl, 

And  yet  forbid  to  die! 
To  linger  in  eternal  pain, 
And  death  forever  fly! 

^  O  wretched  state  of  deep  despair, 
To  see  my  God  remove, 
And  fix  my  doleful  station  where 
f  must  not  taste  lus  love' 


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HYMN  109.  P.  M. 

1  THOU  Shepherd  of  Israel  and  mine, 

Tlie  joy  and  desire  of  my  heart, 
For  closer  communion  I  pine, 

I  long  to  reside  where  thou  art; 
The  pasture  I  languish  to  find, 

Where  all  who  their  Shepherds  obey. 
Are  fed  on   hy  bosom  reclin'd, 

And  screen'd  from  the  heat  of  the  d^y. 

2  Ah!  show  me  that  happiest  place. 

That  place  of  thy  people's  abode> 
"Where  saints  in  an  ecstacy  gaze. 

And  hang  on  a  crucify'd  God: 
Thy  love  for  a  sinner  declare. 

Thy  passion  and  death  on  the  tree; 
My  spirit  to  Calvary  bear. 

To  suffer  and  triumph  with  thee. 

3  '  ris  there  with  the  lambs  of  thy  flock, 

There  only  f  covet  to  rest: 
To  lie  at  the  foot  of  the  rock, 

Oi*  rise  to  be  hid  in  thy  breast: 
'  ris  there  1  would  always  abide, 

And  never  a  moment  depart: 
Concealed  in  the  cleft  of  thy  side. 

Eternally  held  in  thy  heart. 

HYMN  108.  C.  M. 

WHILE  sliepherds  watch'd  their  flocts  by 
night. 

All  seated  on  the  ground, 
The  angel  of  the  Lord  came  down. 

And  glory  shone  around 

"Fear  not,"  said  lie  (for  mighty  dread 
Had  sciz'd  their  troublod  miiKl:) 


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"Glad  tidings  of  great  joy  I  bring 
To  you  and  all  niankmd. 

<  "  To  you  in. David's  town,  this  day. 
Is  born  of  David's  line, 
The  haviour  who  is  Christ  the  Lord; 
And  this  shall  be  the  sign: 

4  "  Tiie  heavenly  babe  you  there  shall  find 
To  hunian  view  display'd, 
All  meanly  wrapp  d  in  swathing  bandSj 
And  in  a  manger  laid." 

3  Thus  spaioe  the  seraph,  and  forthwith 
Appear  d  a  shimnii;-  throng 
Of  angels  praising  God,  f»n  high. 
And  thus  addrcss*d  their  song: 

'r  "  AH  glory  be  to  God  on  high. 
And  to  the  earth  be  peace; 
Good-will  iienceforth,  from  heav*n  to  meji. 
Begin  and  never  cease." 

HYMN  109.  C.  M, 

1  0  GOD!  our  help  in  ages  past. 

Our  hope  for  years  to  come, 
Our  shelter  from  the  stormy  blas^^ 
And  Qur  etej-nal  home. 

2  Under  the  shadow  of  thy  throne; 

Still  may  we  dwell  secure; 
Sufficient  is  thine  arm  alone. 
And  our  defiance  is  sure. 

3  Before  the  hills  in  order  stood. 

Or  earth  receiv'd  h-r  frame. 
From  everlasting  thou  art  God, 
To  endless  years  the  same-. 


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4  Athouaand  ages  in  thy  sight 

Are  like  an  evening  gone; 
Short  as  the  watch  that  ends  the  night, 
Before  the  rising  sun 

■5  The  busy  tribes  of  flesh  and  blood, 
With  all  their  cares  and  fears, 
Are  carried  downward  by  the  flood. 
And  lost  in  following  years. 

6  Time,  like  an  ever-rolling  stream, 

Bears  all  its  sons  awav; 
They  fly,  forgotten,  as  a  dream 
Dies  at  the  op'ning  day. 

7  O  God!  our  help  in  ages  past. 

Our  hope  for  years  to  come. 
Be  thou  our  guard  while  life  shall  last^ 
And  our  perpetual  home! 

HYMN  110.  C  M. 

1  O  GLORIOUS  hope  of  perfect  love! 
It  lifts  me  up  to  things  above; 

It  bears  on  eagles'  wings; 
It  gives  my  ravish'd  soul  to  taste. 
And  makes  me  for  some  moments  fea^t 

With  Jesu's  priests  and  kings. 

2  Rejoicing  now  in  earliest  hope, 

I  stand,  and  from  the  mountain  top 

See  all  the  land  below: 
Rivers  of  milk  and  honey  rise. 
And  all  the  fruits  of  Qfiradise, 

In  endless  plenty  grow. 

5  A  land  of  corn,  and  wine,  and  oil, 
T'avour'd  with  God's  peculiar  smile. 

With  every  blessing  blest; 


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There  dwells tlie  E,ordour  Righteously, 
And  keeps  his  own  in  perfect  peace, 
And  everlasting  rest. 

•i  O  that  I  might  at  once  go  up! 
No  more  on  this  side  Jordan  stop, 

But  now  the  land  possess! 
This  moment  end  my  legal  years; 
borrows,  and  sins,  and  doubts,  andfear$, 

A  howling  wilderness. 

5  Now,  O  my  Joshua,  bring  me  in! 
Cast  out  thy  foes;  the  inbred  sin, 

'Ihe  carnal  mind  remove; 
The  purchase  of  thy  death  divide j 
And,  O!  with  all  the  sanctify'd. 
Give  me  a  lot  of  love! 

HYMN  111.  L.  M. 

1  O  THAT  my  load  of  sin  were  gone, 

O  that  I  could  at  last  submit. 
At  Jesu'sfect  to  lay  it  down! 
To  lay  my  soul  at  Jesu's  feet! 

2  Rest  for  my  soul  1  long  to  find: 

Saviour  of  all,  if  mine  thou  art. 
Give  me  thy  meek  and  lowly  mind. 
And  stamp  thime  image  on  my  he^rt. 

3  Break  off  the  yoke  of  inbred  sin, 

And  fully  set  my  spirit  free; 
I  cannot  rest  till  pure  within. 
Till  I  am  wholly  lost  in  thee. 

4  Fain  would  I  learn  of  thee,  my  God, 

Thy  light  and  easy  burden  prove. 
The  cross  all  stain'd  \vitli  hallowM  blood> 
The  labour  of  tbv  dvlng  love, 


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5  I  would,  but  thou  must  give  the  powerj 

My  heart  from  every  sin  release; 
Bring'  near,  bring-  near  the  joyful  hour. 
And  fill  me  with  thy  perfect  peace. 

6  Come,  Lord,  the  drooping  sinner  cheer. 

Nor  let  tljy  chariot  wheels  delay: 
Appear  in  my  poor  hedrt,  appear; 
My  God,  my  Saviour,  come  away! 

HYMN  112.  P.  M. 

1  O  THOU  God  of  my  salvation. 

My  Redeemer  from  all  sin; 
Mov'd  by  thy  divine  compassion, 
"SVho  has  died  my  heart  to  win, 
I  will  praise  thee,  I  will  praise  thee;. 
Where  shall  I  thy  praise  begin? 

2  Though  unseen,  I  love  the  Saviour; 

He  hath  brought  salvation  near; 
Manifests  his  pard'ning  favour; 
And  when  Jesus  doth  appear. 
Soul  and  body,  Sec. 
Shall  his  glorious  image  bear. 

>  While  the  angel-choirs  are  crying^ 
Glory  to  the  great  1  AM! 
I  witli  them  will  still  be  vying. 
Glory!  glory  to  the  Lamb! 
O  how  precious,  &c. 
Is  the  sound  of  Jesu's  name! 

4  Angels  now^  are  hov'ring  round  us, 
Unperceiv'd  they  mix  the  throng, 
Wond'ring  at  the  love  that  crown'd  us* 
Glad  to  join  the  holy  song: 
Hallelujah,  &c. 
h9\9  and'  praise  to  Christ  belong! 


99 

5  Now  T  see  with  joy  and  wonder, 

Whence  the  gracious  spring-  arose; 
Angels'  minds  are  lost  to  ponder 
D}  ing  love's  mysterious  cause: 
Yet  the  blessing,  8cc. 
Down  to  all,  to  me  it  flows! 

6  This  hath  set  me  all  on  fire; 

Strongly  glows  the  flame  of  love; 
Higher  mounts  my  soul,  and  higher. 
Struggles  for  its  swift  remove; 
Then  I'll  praise  him,  &c. 
In  a  nobler  strain  above! 

HYMN  113.  P.  M. 

1  REJOICE  for  a  brother  deceas'd. 

Our  loss  is  his  infinite  gaiin 
A  soul  out  of  prison  releas'd. 

And  freed  from  its  bodily  chain; 
"With  songs  let  us  follow  his  flight. 

And  mount  with  his  spirit  abovej 
Escap'd  to  the  mansions  of  light. 

And  lodg'd  in  the  Eden  of  love. 

.2  Our  brother  the  haven  hath  gain'd, 

Outflying  the  tempest  and  wind. 
His  rest  he  hath  sooner  obtained. 

And  left  his  companions  behind; 
Still  toss'd  on  the  sea  of  distress; 

Hard  toiling  to  make  the  blest  shore, 
Where  all  is  assurance  and  peace. 

And  sorrow  and  sin  are  no  more. 

8  There  all  the  ship's  company  meet, 
AVho  sail'd  with  the  Saviour  beneath; 
With  shouting  each  other  they  greet, 
^nd  triumph  o'er  Borrow  and  death  i 


100 

The  voyag'c  of  life's  at  an  end, 
The  mortal  affliction  is  ]?ast: 

The  age  that  in  heaven  they  spend. 
For  ever  and  ever  shall  last. 

HYMN  114.  P.  M. 

1  YE  simple  souls,  that  stray 

Far  from  the  path  of  peace. 
That  unfrequented  way 

To  life  and  happiness: — 
How  long  will  ye  your  folly  love, 

And  throng  the  downward  road. 
And  hate  tlie  wisdom  from  abovcj 
And  mock  the  sons  of  God! 

2  Madness  and  misery, 

Ye  count  our  lives  beneath; 
And  nothingr'great  can  see, 

Or  glorious  in  our  death! 
As  born  to  suffer  and  to  grieve. 

Beneath  your  feet  we  lie; 
And  utterly  contemn'd  we  live; 

And  unlamented  die. 

o  Poor  pensive  sojourners, 

O'erwhelmM  with  grief  and  woes 
Perplex'd  with  needless  fears. 

And  pleasure's  mortal  foes; 
More  irksome  than  a  gaping  tomb. 

Our  sight  ye  cannot  bear, 
Wrapt  in  the  melancholy  gloom 

Of  fanciful  despair. 

4  So  wretched  and  obscure. 
The  men  whom  ye  despis^'. 
So  foolish,  weak,  and  poor. 
Above  your  scorn  \ye  ri^?' 


101 

Our  conscience  in  the  Holy  Ghosf, 

Can  witness  better  things: 
For  he  whose  blood  is  all  our  boast, 

Hath  made  up  priests  and  kings. 

Riches  unsearchable 

In  Jesu's  love  we  know. 
And  pleasures  from  the  well 

Of  life,  our  souls  o'erflow; 
From  him  the  Spirit  we  receive 

Of  wisdom,  grace,  and  power, 
And  always  sorrowful  we  live, 

Rejoicing  evermore. 

Angels  our  servants  are, 

And  keep  m  all  our  ways, 
And  in  their  hands  they  bear 

The  sacred  sons  of  grace; 
Our  guardians  to  that  heavenly  bliss^ 

They  all  our  steps  attend; 
And  God  himself  our  Father  isj 
And  Jesus  is  our  Friend. 

With  him  we  walk  in  white. 

We  in  his  image  shine, 
Our  robes  are  robes  of  light, 

Our  righteousness  divine: 
On  all  the  grov'ling  kings  of  eartfi, 

"With  pity  we  look  down. 
And  claim,  in  virtue  of  our  birth, 

A  never-fading  crown. 

HYMN  115.  C.  M. 

MY  span  of  life  will  soon  be  done'. 

The  passing  moments  say; 
As  Icngth'ning  shadows  o'er  the  mcaLa, 

Proclaim  the  close  of  day. 
6 


102 

O  that  my  heart  might  dwell  aloof, 

From  all  created  things; 
And  learn  that  wisdom  from  above, 

AVhence  true  contentment  springs! 

2  Courage,  my  soul,  thy  bitter  cross. 

In  ev'ry  trial  here. 
Shall  bear  thee  to  thy  heaven  above; 

But  sliall  not  enter  there. 
The  sighing  ones  that  humbly  seek 

In  sorrowing  paths  below. 
Shall  in  eternity  rejoice. 

Where  endless  comforts  flow. 

3  Soon  will  the  toilsome  strife  be  o'er, 

Of  sublunary  care. 
And  life's  dull  vanities  no  more, 

This  anxious  breasrt  ensnare. 
Courage,  my  soul,  on  God  rely. 

Deliverance  soon  w  ill  come, 
A  thousand  ways  has  Providence, 

To  bring  believers  home. 

4  E*er  first  I  drew  this  vital  breath. 

From  nature's  prison  free. 
Crosses  in  number,  measure,  weight. 

Where  written,  Lord,  for  me: 
But  thou  my  shepherd,  friend,  and  guide. 

Hast  led  me  kindly  on. 
Taught  me  to  rest  my  fainting  head 

On  Christ,  the  corner-stone. 

5  So  comforted,  and  so  sustain'd. 

With  darK  events  I  strove. 
And  found,  when  rightly  understood. 
Ail  messengers  of  love; 


103 

With  silence  and  submissive  awe, 

AdorM  a  chast'ning  God, 
Ttever'd  the  terrors  of  his  law. 

And  humbly  kiss'd  the  rod. 

HYMN  116.  L:  M. 

1  PEACE,  troubled  soul,  thou  need'st  not 

fear! 
Thy  great  Provider  still  is  near: 
Who  fed  thee  last,  will  feed  thee  still. 
Be  calm,  and  sink  into  this  will. 

2  The  Lord  who  built  the  earth  and  sky. 
In  mercy  stops  to  hear  thy  cry; 

His  promise  all  may  freely  claim, 
*'Ask  and  receive  in  Jesu's  name  "^ 

His  stores  are  open  all,  and  free 
To  such  as  truly  upright  be; 
Water  and  bread  he'll  give  for  food, 
With  all  things  else  which  he  sees  good. 

4  Your  sacred  hairs  which  are  so  small, 
By  God  himself  are  number'd  all; 
Tliis  truth  he's  publish'd  all  abroad. 
That  men  may  learn  to  trust  the  Lord. 

J  The  ravens  daily  he  doth  feed, 
And  sends  them  food  as  they  have  need; 
Although  they  nothing  have  in  store. 
Yet  as  they  lack  he  gives  them  more. 

6  Then  do  not  seek  with  anxious  care, 
.  What  ye  shall  eat,  or  drink,  or  wear. 
Your  heavenly  Father  will  you  feed. 
He  knows  that  all  these  things  you  need  , 


104 

/"Without  reserve  give  Christ  your  heari; 
Let  him  his  righteousness  impart; 
Then  all  things  else  he'll  freely  give; 
With  him  you  all  things  shall  receive. 

8  Thus  shall  the  soul  be  truly  blest^ 
That  seeks  in  God  his  only  rest, 
May  I  that  happy  person  be, 
In  time  and  in  eternity. 

HYMN  lir.  S.  M. 

1  GLORY  to  God  on  high; 

Our  peace  is  made  with  heav'n; 
The  Son  of  God  came  down  to  die; 

That  we  might  be  forgiv'n. 

S  His  precious  blood  was  shed, 

His  body  bruis'd  for  sin: 
Bemember  this  in  eating  bread, 

And  this  in  drinking  wine. 

3  Approach  his  royal  board. 
In  his  rich  garments  clad; 

Join  ev'ry  tongue  to  praise  the  Lord; 
And  ev'ry  heart  be  glad. 

4  The  Father  gives  the  Son; 
The  Son  is  flesh  and  blood: 

The  Spir*t  applies,  and  faith  puts  ou 
The  righteousness  of  God. 

HYMN  118.  S    M. 

i  EQUIP  me  for  the  war, 
And  teach  my  hands  to  fight, 

'3VIy  simple,  upright  heart  prepare. 
And  guide  my  words  aright. 


105 

2  Control  my  ev'ry  thought; 
My  whole  of  sin  remove; 

Let  "all  my  works  in  thee  be  wrought; 
Let  all  be  wrought  in  love. 

3  O  arm  me  with  the  mind, 
Meek  Lamb,  that  was  in  thee! 

And  let  my  knowing  zeal  be  join'd 
'With  perfect  charity. 

4  With  calm  and  tempered  zeal 
Let  me  enforce  thy  call; 

And  vindicate  thy  gracious  willj 
Which  offers  life  to  all. 

5  O  may  I  love  like  thee! 
In  all  thy  footsteps  tread! 

Thou  hatest  all  iniquity, 

But  nothing  thou  hast  mad?. 

6  O  may  1  learn  the  art, 
"With  meekness  to  reprove! 

To  hat<3  the  sin  with  all  my  heart. 
But  still  the  sinner  love, 

HYMN  119.  L.  M, 

1  OF  him  M'ho  did  salvation  bring 
I  could  for  ever  think  and  sing; 
Arise,  ye  iieedy,  he'll  rcheve; 
Arise,  ye  guilty,  he'll  forgive. 

2  Ask  but  his  grace,  and  lo,  'tis  given. 
Ask,  and  he  turns  your  hell  to  heaven. 
Tho'  sin  and  sorrow  wound  my  soul, 
Jesus,  thy  balm  will  make  it  whole. 

To  shame  our  sins  he  blushM  in  blood,. 
He  clos'd  his  eyes  to  show  its  God; 


106 

Let  all  the  world  fall  down  and  know. 
That  none  but  God  such  love  can  show. 

4  'Tis  thee  I  love,  for  thee  alone 

I  shed  my  tears  and  make  my  moan! 
Where'er  I  am,  where'er  I  move, 
I  meet  the  object  of  my  love. 

5  Insatiate  to  this  spring  I  fly; 
1  drink  and  yet  am  ever  dry; 

Ah!  who  against  thy  charms  is  proof? 
Ah!  who  that  loves  can  love  enough? 

HYMN  120.  C.  M. 

I'  MY  God,  I  know,  I  feel  thee  mine. 
And  will  not  quit  my  claim. 
Till  all  I  have  is  lost  in  thine. 
And  all  renew'd  I  am. 

]  I  hold  thee  with  a  trembling  hand. 
And  will  not  let  thee  go, 
Till  steadfastly  by  faith  I  stand, 
And  all  thy  goodness  know, 

.T  Jesus,  thine  all-victorious  love 
Shed  in  my  heart  abroad: 
Then  shall  my  feet  no  longer  rove, 
Rooted  and  fix'd  in  God. 

4  O  that  in  me  the  sacred  fire 
Might  now  begin  to  glow! 
Burn  up  the  dross  of  base  desire, 
And  make  the  nioimtains  flow! 

'.  O  that  it  now  from  heaven  might  fall^. 
And  all  my  sins  consume: 
Come,  Holy  Ghost,  for  thee  I  callj 
Spirit  of  bm-ning,  come. 


107 

J  Refining"  fire,  go  through  my  heart, 
Illuminute  my  soul; 
Scatter  thy  hfe  through  every  part, 
And  sanctify  the  whole. 

7  Sorrow  and  sin  shall  then  cxph'e. 

When  enter'd  into  rest; 
I  only  live  my  God  to  admire, 
My  God  for  ever  blest 

8  My  steadfast  soul,  from  falling  free. 

Shall  then  no  longer  move; 
But  Christ  be  ail  the  world  to  me. 
And  all  my  heart  to  love. 

HYMN  121    L   M. 

I  MY  hope,  my  all,  my  Saviour  thou, 
To  thee,  lo!  now  my  soul  I  bow; 
I  feel  the  bliss  thy  wounds  impart, 
1  find  thee,  Saviour,  in  my  heart. 

J  Be  thou  my  strength,  be  thou  my  way. 
Protect  me  through  my  life's  short  day; 
In  all  my  acts  may  wisdom  guide. 
And  keep  me.  Saviour,  near  thy  side. 

3  Correct,  reprove,  and  comfort  me^ 
As  I  have  need,  my  Saviour  be: 
And  if  [  would  from  thee  depart. 
Then  clasp  me.  Saviour,  to  thy  heart, 

4  In  fierce  temptation's  darkest  hour. 
Save  me  from  sin  and  Saian's  power; 
Tear  every  idol  from  thy  throne, 
And  reign,  my  Saviour — reign  alone. 

5  My  suff 'ring  time  sliall  soon  be  o'er, 
Then  shall  I  sigh  and  weep  no  more; 


IGS 

My  ransom'd  soul  shall  soar  away, 
To  sing  thy  praise  in  endleS3  day. 

HYMN  122    L.  M. 

i  PIERCE,  fill  me  with  an  humble  fear. 
My  utter  helplessness  reveal; 
Satan  and  sin  ar    always  near; 
Thee  may  I  always  nearer  feel. 

2  O!  that  to  thee  my  constant  mind 

Might  with  an  even  flame  aspire. 
Pride  in  its  earhest  motions  find, 
And  mark  the  risings  of  desire. 

3  O!  that  my  tender  soul  might  fly 

The  first  abhorr'd  approach  of  ill; 
Quick  as  the  apple  of  an  eye. 
The  slightest  touch  of  sin  to  fee!. 

4  Till  thou  anew  my  soul  create, 

Still  may  I  strive,  and  watch,  and  prjgr; 
Humbly  and  confidently  wait, 
And  long  to  see  the  perfect  day. 

HYMN  138.  C.  M. 

i  tVHY  do  we  mourn  departing  friends. 
Or  shake  at  Death's  alarms? 
'Tis  but  the  voice  that  Jesus  sendsL 
To  call  them  to  liis  arms. 

^  Are  we  not  tending  upward  too. 
As  fast  as  time  can  move? 
"Nor  should  we  wish  the  hours  more  slo^:. 
To  keep  us  from  our  love. 

}  Why  should  we  tremble  to  convey 
Their  bodies  to  tti©  tomlsi? 


109 

There  the  dear  flesh  of  Jesus  lay, 
And  left  a  lonjj  perfume. 

4  The  graves  of  all  his  saints  he  blessM, 

And  soft'ned  ev'ry  bed: 
Where  should  the  dying-   li embers  rest; 
But  with  their  dying  head? 

5  Thence  he  arose  ascending-  high, 

And  shew'd  our  feet  the  way. 
Up  to  the  Lord  our  ttesli  shall  fly, 
At  the  great  rising-day. 

6  Then  let  the  last  loud  trumpet  sound, 

And  bid  our  kindred  rise; 
Awake,  ye  nations,  under  ground) 
Ye  saints,  ascend  the  skies. 

HYMN  124.  S.  M. 
1  GREAT  God,  now  condescend 
To  bless  our  rising  race; 
Soon  may  their  willing  spirits  bend 
To  thy  victorious  grace. 

"20  what  a  vast  delight 

Their  happiness  to  see! 
Oar  warmest  wishes  all  unite 
To  lead  their  souls  to  thee. 

3  Now  bless,  thou  God  of  love, 
Thii  ordinance  divine 
Send  thy  good  ^spirit  from  above. 
And  make  these  children  thine» 

HYMN  125.  P.  M. 
1  YES!  we  trust  the  day  is  breaking; 
Joyful  times  are  near  at  hand; 
7 


110 

God,  the  mighty  God,  is  speaking, 
By  his  word,  in  ev'ry  land; 

When  he  chuses, 
Darkness  flies  at  his  command. 

2  Let  us  hail  the  joyful  season: 

Let  us  hail  the  rising  ray: 
When  th«  Lord  appears,  there's  reasoii 
To  expect  a  glorious  day: 

At  his  presence 
Gloom  and  darkness  fly  away. 

3  While  the  foe  becomes  more  daring; 

Wliile  he  enters  like  a  flood; 
God,  the  Saviour,  is  preparing 
Means  to  spread  his  truth  abroad: 

Eveiy  language 
Soon  shall  tell  the  love  of  God. 

4  O!  'tis  pleasant,  'tis  reviving. 

To  our  hearts  to  hear  each  day, 
Joyful  news  from  far  arriving. 
How  the  Gospel  wins  its  way: 

Those  enlight'ning. 
Who  in  death  and  darkness  lay. 

^  God  of  Jacob,  high  and  glorious. 
Let  thy  people  see  thy  hand; 
Lei  the  gospel  be  victorious, 

Through  the  world,  in  every  land: 

And  the  idols, 
Perish,  Lord,  at  thy  command. 

-  HYMN  126.     C.  M. 

1  AM  I  a  soldier  of  the  cross, 
A  follower  of  the  Lamb 


Ill 

And  shall  I  fear  to  own  his  cause^ 
Or  blush  to  speak  his  name? 

2  Must  I  be  carried  to  the  skies, 
On  flow'ry  beds  of  ease; 
AVhile  others  fought  to  win  the  prize. 
And  sail'd  through  bloody  seas? 

>  Are  there  no  foes  for  me  to  face? 
Must  I  not  stem  the  flood? 
Is  this  vile  world  a  friend  to  grace,  ' 
To  help  me  on  to  God? 

4  Sure  I  must  fight,  if  I  would  reign; 

Increase  my  courage,  Lord! 
I'll  bear  the  toil,  endure  the  pain, 
jj- .  Supported  by  thy  word 

5  Thy  saints  in  all  this  glorious  war. 

Shall  couquer  though  they  die; 
They  see  the  triumph  from  afar, 
^.  And  seize  it  with  their  eye. 

6  When  that  illustrious- day  shall  rise. 

And  all  tliy  armies  shine 
In  robes  of  victory  thro*  the  skies. 
The  glory  shall  be  thine. 

HYMN  127.  P.  M. 

1  DROOPING  saints  no  longer  grieve,- 

Heaven  is  propitious, 
If  on  Christ  you  do  believe; 
You  will  find  himprecious. 

2  Jesus  now  is  passing  by. 

Call  the  mourners  to  him.; 


112 

He  has  died,  for  you  and  T, 
Now  look  up,  and  view  him. 

3  From  his  hands,  his  feet,  his  side; 

Runs  a  heehng  fountain. 
See  the  consolation  tide; 
Boundless  as  the  ocean. 

4  See  the^iving  waters  move, 

For  the  sick  and  dying; 
Now  resplve  to  gain  his  love. 
Or  to  perish  trying. 

5  Grace's  s^ore  is  always  free; 

Drooping  souls  to  gladden, 
Jesus  calls;  "come  unto  me;" 
Wearry  heavy  laden. 

6  Though  your  sins,  like  mountains  high, 

Rise  and  reach  to  heaven; 
Soon  as  you,  on  him  rely, 
"All  shall  be  forgiven*. 

7  Now  me  thinks,  I  hear  one  say, 

I  will  go,  and  prove  him; 
If  he  takes  my  sins  away; 
Surely  I  shall  love  him. 

8  Yes,  1  see  the  Father  smile. 

Smiling  moves  my  burden; 
All  iiB  grace,  for  1  am  vile. 
Yet  he  seals  my  pardon. 

9  Streaming  mercy,  how  it  flows, 

Now  I  know  I  feel  it; 
Half  has  never  yet  been  told. 
Yet,  I  want  to  tell  it. 

10  Jesus'  blood,  has  healed  my  wounds, 

Oh  the  wond'rous  story; 


113 

1  was  lost,  but  now  am  found, 
Glory!  Glory!  Glory! 

11  Ghivy  to  my  Saviour's  nnme, 
Saints  are  bound  to  love  him; 
Mourners  }ou  may  do  the  sauie, 
Only  come  and  prove  him. 

IJ  Hasten  to  the  Saviour's  blood, 
Ftt  1  It,  and  declare  it; 
Oh  that  1  coidd  sing*  so  loud, 
That  all  the  woi  Id  might  hear  it. 

13  If  no  pfieater  joys  are  known. 
In  the  upper  regions; 
I  will  try  to  travel  on. 
In  this  pure  religion. 

It  Heaven  s  here,  and  heaven's  there, 
Glory's  here,  and  yonder; 
Jirightest  Seraph's  shout  amen, 
^\  hile  all  the  angels  wonder. 

HYMN  128.  C.  M. 

1  HAIL,  mighty  .Tesus;  how  divine 

Is  thy  victorious  sword! 
The  stoutest  rebel  must  resign. 
At  thy  commanding  word. 

2  The  strongest  holds  of  Satan  yield 

To  thy  all  conqu*ring  hand: 
"Wlien  once  thy  glorious  arm's  reveaPd; 
No  creature  can  withstand. 

?>  Deep  are  the  wounds  thy  aiTows  give; 
They  pierce  the  h  rdest  heart: 
Th^  smiles  of  grace,  the  slain  revive, 
And  joy  succeeds  to  smart. 


ii4 

4  Still  gird  thy  sword  upon  thy  thlgb, 

T?:de  witii  iriajestic  >\vii_vr 
Go  forth,  sweet  Prince,  triumphantly. 
And  make  thy  foes  obey. 


HYMN  129.  C.  M. 

1  HOW  sweet  the  name  of  Jesus  sounds. 

In  a  believer's  ear! 
It  sooths  his  sorrows,  heals  his  wounds, 
And  drives  away  his  fear. 

2  It  makes  the  wounded  spirit  whole. 

And  calms  the  trroubled  breast; 
'Tis  manna  to  the  hungry  soul, 
And  to  the  weary  rest. 

3  Dear  name!  the  rock  on  which  I  build. 

My  shield  and  hiding  place; 
My  never-failing  treas'ry  fill'd 
With  boundles  stores  of  grace. 

4,  Jesus!  my  shepherd  husband,  friendj 
My  prophet,  priest,  and  king; 
My  Lord,  my  life,  my  way,  my  end. 
Accept  the  praise  1  bring. 

5  Weak  is  the  effort  of  my  heart. 

And  cold  my  warmest  thought; 
But  when  1  see  thee  as  thou  art, 
I'll  praise  thee  as  I  ought, 

6  'Till  then  I  would  thy  love  proclaim 

With  ev'ry  fleeting  breath: 
And  may  the  music  of  thy  name 
Kefrtbh  my  souUu  death. 


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HYMN  130.  L  M. 

1  JESUS,  thy  blood  and  ri,^hteousness 
My  beauty  art ,  my  glorious  dress; 
*Mivlst  Haming-  worlds  in  these  arrayed. 
With  joy  shall  I  lift  up  my  head. 

2  When  from  the  dust  of  death  I  rise 
To  claim  my  mansion  in  the  skies, 
E'en  then  shall  this  be  all  my  plea, 
"Jesus  hath  liv'd  and  died  forme." 

3  Bold  shall  1  stand  in  that  great  day, 
For  who  aught  to  my  charge  shall  lay? 
Fuliy  thro  thee  absolv'd  1  am, 

From  sin  and  fear,  from  guilt  and  shame^ 

4  Thus  Abraham   the  friend  of  God, 
Thus  all  the  armies  bought  with  blood. 
Saviour  of  siniiersthee  proclaim, 
Sinners  of  whom  the  chief  I  am. 

5  This  spotless  robe  the  same  appears 
When  ruin'd  nature  Muka  in  years: 
No  age  can  change  its  glorious  hue, 
TU'^  grace  of  Christ  is  ever  new. 

6  O'  let  the  dead  now  hear  thy  voice, 
.     Nov.  bid  thy  banish'd  ones  rejoice, 

Tlieir  beauty  this  their  glorious  dress, 
Jesus,  the  Lord,  our  righteousness! 

HYNLX  131.    C.  M. 

1  T.ET  Zion's  watchmen  all  awake, 
And  lake  xh'  alnrm  they  give,- 
Xow  K  t  them  from  the  mouth  of  God 
Their  solemn  charge  receivCi 


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2  'Tis  not  a  cause  of  small  import 

The  pas  Oi*s  cure  vlemaiuls; 
But  wliat  niig-iit  fill  a.i  hh^.- :'s  heart, 
And  fill'd  •  Savioui*s  hands. 

3  They  watch  for  souls,  for  which  the  Lord 

Did  heavenly  bliss  forego; 
For  souls  which  must  for  ever  live 
In  raptures,  or  in  wo. 

4  May  they,  that  Jesus  whom  they  preach. 

Their  own  Redeemer  see; 
And  watch  thou  daily  o'er  their  souls. 
That  they  may  watch  for  uiee. 

HYMN  132.  P.  M. 

1  pniS»NERS  of  I'lope,  lift  up  your  heads, 

The  day  of  liberty  draws  near! 
Jesus,  who  on  the  Serpent  treads, 

Shiill  soon  in  your  behalf  appear: 
The  Lord  will  to  his  temple  come; 
Prepare  your  hearts  to  make  him  room. 

2  Ye  all  shall  find  whom  in  his  word 

Himself  hath  caus'd  to  put  your  trust. 
The  Father  of  ourdyine^  Lord 

Is  ever  to  his  promise  just; 
Faithful,  if  we  our  sins  confess. 
To  cleanse  from  all  unrighteousness. 

3  Yes,  Lord,  we  must  believe  thee  kind. 

Thou  never  canst  unfaithful  prove; 
Surely  we  shall  thy  mercy  find; 

Who  ask,  shall  all  receive  thy  love: 
Nor  cinst  thou  it  to  me  deny; 
I  ask,  the  chief  of  sinners,  1! 


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4  O  ye  of  fearful  hearts,  be  stron.c^! 

Your  (li'v.  n  ciist  eyes  and  lumds  lift  up! 
Ye  shall  noi  lie  forgotton  Ions': 

Hope  to  t!io  end,  in  Jesus  hope' 
Tell  hinn,  ye  wait  his  grace  to  prove; 
And  cannot  fail  if  God  is  love! 

5  Pris'ners  of  hope,  be  strong,  be  bold; 

C;ast  oflfyour  doul)ts,  disdain  to  feai! 
Dare  to  believe'  on  Christ  lay  hold! 

Wrestle  with  Christ  in  mighty  pi*ayer; 
Tell  him,  *'\Ye  will  not  letthee'go, 
Till  we  thy  name,  thy  nature  know." 

6  Hast  thou  not  died  to  purge  our  sin, 

And  rose,  th\  death  for  us  to  plead? 
To  write  thy  law  of  love  within 

Our  hearts,  and  make  us  free  indeed.'' 
That  we  our  Kden  migi)t  regain, 
Thou  diedst,  and  could*st  not  die  in  vain. 

TLord,  we  b*  lieve,  and  wait  the  hour, 
\Yhich  all  thy  great  salvation  bring?; 
The  Spirit  of  love,  and  heahh,ar.d  pow'r, 

Sliall  come  and  make  us  priests  and  kings 
Thou  wilt  perform  th^  faithful  word, 
"The  servant  shall  be  as  his  Lord  " 

The  promise  stands  for  ever  sure, 
And  we  shall  in  thine  image  shine. 

Partakers  of  a  nature  pure. 
Holy,  ang'-lical,  divine; 

In  spirit  joni'd  to  thee,  the  Son, 

As  thoti  art  with  thy  Father  one. 

FIYMN  133  P.  M 
1  LAMB  of  God,  we  fall  before  thee, 
Humbly  trusting  in  thy  cross> 


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That  alone  be  all  otir  glorv; 

All  things  else  are  dung  and  drosf, 

2  Thee  we  own  a  perfect  Saviour, 

Only  source  of  all  that's  good; 
Ev*ry  grace  and  ev'ry  favour 

Come  to  us  through  Jesu's  blood. 

3  Jesus  gives  us  true  repentance, 

By  his  Spirit  sent  fr^)m  heav*n; 

Jesus  whispers  this  sweet  sentence, 

"Son  thy  sins  are  all  forgiv'n.*' 

4  Faith  he  gives  us  to  beUeve  it. 

Grateful  hearts  his  love  to  prize; 

Want  we  v.'isdom?     He  must  give  it; 

Hearing  ears,  and  seeing  eyes. 

5  Jesus  gives  us  pure  affections. 

Wills  to  do  what  he  requires; 
Makes  us  follow  his  directions. 
And  what  he  commands,  inspires. 

6  All  our  pray'rs,  and  all  our  praises. 

Rightly  offer'd  in  his  name. 

He  that  dictates  them  is  Jesus, 

He  that  answers  is  the  same. 

7  When  we  live  on  Jesu's  merit. 

Then  we  worship  God  aright; 
Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Spirit, 
Then  we  savingly  unite. 

8  Hear  the  whole  conclusion  of  it. 

Great  or  Good,  whate'er  we  call, 
God  or  King,  or  Priest  or  Frophetj 
Jesus  Christ  is  All  In  All. 


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HYMN    134.    P.  M 

X  O  THOU  C^od  of  my  salvation. 
My  Kedeetner  from  all  sin, 
Mov'd  to  this,  by  great  compussioii, 
Yearning  bowels  from  within: 

I  will  ])raise  thee: 
"Where  shall  I  thy  praise  begin? 

3  "While  the  angel-choirs  are  crying 

Glory  to  the  great  I  AM: 
I  with  them  would  still  be  vying. 
Glory,  glory  to  the  Lamb? 

O  how  vjrt-cious 
Is  the  sound  of  Jesu's  name! 

'1  Now  I  see  with  joy  and  wonder. 

Whence  the  healing  streams  arose: 
Angcl-iuinds  are  lost  to  ponder 
Dying  love's  mysterious  cause; 

Yet  the  blessing, 
Down  to  all;  to  me  it  flows; 

4  Though  imseen,  I  love  the  Saviour, 

He  almighty  grace  halh  shown; 
Pardon'd  guilt,  and  purclias'd  fa\our!. 
Th  3  he  makes  to  mortals  known. 

Give  him  glory, 
Glory;  glory  is  his  own. 

?  Angels  now  are  hov*ring  round  us, 
Unperceiv'd  they  mix  the  throng, 
Wond'ring  at  the  love  thatcrown'd  us, 
Glad  lo  join  the  holy  song: 

ll:dlelujah. 
Love  and  praise  to  Christ  belong. 


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HYMN  135.  C.  M. 

1  now  sweet,  upv.  iiiav'iii;.  Is  the  sight, 

When  thi-se  tliat  ;i.ve  tiie  i-oj;d, 
111  one  unutlier's  peace  delight. 
And  !>o  tulhl  his  word! 

2  O  nia}  we  feel  each  brother's  sigh. 

And  Wiih  him  bear  a  part: 
May  s>>j-rows  liow  ironi  eye  to  eye. 
And  jo\  iroiu  heart  to  lieart. 

3  Free  us  from  envy,  scorn,  and  pride. 

Our  wishes  fix  above; 
Ma}'^  each  his  brother's  faihngs  hide. 
And  shew  a  brother's  love. 

4  Let  love,  in  one  delightful  stream. 

Through  every  bosom  flow; 
And  union  sweet,  and  dear  esteem, 
In  ev'ry  action  glow. 

5  Love  is  the  golden  chain  that  binds 

The  happy  souls  above; 
And  he's  an  heir  of  heaven  that  finds 
His  bosom  glow  with  love. 


HYN  136.     C.   M. 


1  BEYOND  the  glitt'rlng  starry  sky 

Far  as  th'  eternal  hilis, 
There,  in  the  boundless  worlds  of  light. 
Our  great  Redeemer  dwells. 

2  Legions  of  angels,  strong  and  fair. 

In  countless  anvsies  shine 
At  his  right  hand,  w  itii  golden  harps. 
To  offer  songs  divine. 


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3  "Hail  Prince!  (they  cry)  for  ever  hail! 

<'\\'li  'SO  aiie\am])led  love 
"Mov'd  tlieo  to  quit  those  blissful  realms, 
"And  royalties  above," 

4  Through  all  his  travels  here  below, 

I'hey  did  his  steps  attend, 
Oft  wond'ring-  how,  or  where,  at  last 
This  mystic  scene  would  end. 

5  They  saw  his  iicart  transfix'd  with  wounds. 

His  crimson  sweat  and  gore; 
They  saw  him  break  the  bais  of  death, 
Which  none  e'er  broke  before. 

6  They  brought  his  chariot  from  abore. 

To  bear  him  to  h  s  throne; 
Clapp'd  their  triumphant  wings,  and  cry^ 


HYMX137.   CM. 

1  RISE,  O  my  soul,  pursue  the  path 

By  ancient  heroes  trod 
Ambitious  view  those  holy  men 
Who  liv'd  and  walk'd  with  God. 

2  Tho*  dead,  they  speak  in  reason's  ear. 

And  in  example  live; 
Their  faith,  and  hope,  and  mighty  deeds^ 
Still  fresh  instruction  give, 

3  'Twas  thro'  the  Lamb's  most  precious  blood' 
They  conquer'd  ev'ry  foc; 
And  to  iiis  p(»w'r  and  matchless  gracC; 
The  crowns  and  honor  owe. 


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4  Lord,  may  I  ever  keep  in  vievr 
The  patterns  thou  hast  given; 
And  ne'er  foi*sake  the  blessed  i-oad. 
Which  led  them  safe  to  heaven. 

HYMN  138.   C.  M. 

1  AWAKE,  my  soul,  stretch  ev'ry  nerve, 

And  press  with  yig-or  on: 
A  heav  nly  prize  demands  thy  zeal. 
And  an  imniortal  crown. 

2  A  cloud  of  witnesses  around 

Hold  thee  in  foil  survey  : 
Forget  the  steps  already  trod. 
And  onward  urge  thy  way. 

3  'Tis  God's  all  animating  voice 

That  calls  thee,  from  on  high  : 
'Tis  his  own  hand  presents  the  prize 
To  thine  aspiring  eye. 

4  Blest  Saviour,  introduc'd  by  thee. 

Have  I  my  race  begun: 
And  crown'd  with  vict  ry,  at  thy  feet 
I'll  lay  my  honors  down. 


HYMN  139.     C.   M. 


1  COME,  ye  that  love  the  Saviour's  name, 
And  joy  to  make  it  known, 
The  sov'reign  of  your  heart  proclaim, 
And  bow  before  his  throne. 

3  Behold  your  King,  your  Saviour  crown'd 
With  glories  sSl  divine; 


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us 

And  tell  the  wond'ring-  nations  round. 
How  brig-ht  those  glories  shine. 

3  Infinite  pow*r  and  boundless  grace, 
In  him  unite  their  rays; 
You  who  have  seen  his  lovely  face. 
Can  you  forbear  his  praise? 

4>  When  in  his  earthly  courts  we  vietv 
Tlie  beauties  of  ©ur  King-; 
"We  long  to  lovf  as  angels  tlo, 
And  wish  like  them  to  sing. 

5  And  shall  we  long  and  wish  in  vain? 
Loid,  teach  our  songs  to  rise! 
Thy  love  can  animate  the  strain, 
And  bid  it  reach  the  skies. 


6  O  happy  period!  glorious  day! 

NVhi-n  heaven  and  earth  shall  raise, 
AVitn  all  their  pow  rs,  the  raptur'd  lay, 
To  celebrate  thy  praise. 

HYMN  140.    a  M. 

1  YE  glitt' ring  toys  of  earth,  adleu^ 

A  nobler  choice  be  mine; 
A  real  prize  attracts  my  view — 
A  treasuie  all  divine. 

2  Begone,  unworthy  of  my  cares. 

Ye  specious  bates  of  sense; 
Inestimable  wortii  appears. 
The  pearl  of  price  inmiense! 

[3  Jesus,  to  multitudes  unknown — 
O  name  divinely  sweet! 


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Jesus,  in  tliee,  in  thee  alone, 
Wealth,  honor,  pleasure  meet.] 

4  Should  both  the  Indies,  at  my  call 

Their  boasted  stores  resign. 
"With  joy  I  would  rei. ounce  ihem  all, 
For  leave  to  call  thee  mine. 

5  Should  earth's  vain  treasures  all  depart, 

01  tins  dear  g-ift  possest, 
I'd  ciasp  It  to  my  joyful  heart. 
And  be  for  ever  blest. 

6  Dear  Sov'reign  of  my  soul's  desires. 

Thy  love  is  bliss  divine; 
Accept  the  praise  that  grace  inspires. 
Since  I  can  cull  thee  mine! 


HYMN  141.     S.  M. 

1  MY  God,  my  life,  my  love. 

To  thee.  t(^hee,  I  call; 
I  cannot  live%thoU  remove, 
For  thou  art  all  in  all. 

2  Thy  shining  grace  can  cheer 

This  dungeon  where  1  dwell; 
'Tis  paradise  when  thou  art  here, 
If  thou  depart,  'tis  hell 

3  The  smilings  of  thy  face, 

How  amiable  they  are! 
'Tis  heaven  to  rest  in  thine  embrace, 
And  no  where  else  but  there, 


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4  To  thee,  and  thee  alone, 

The  ang-els  owe  th»ir  blisS; 
Tliey  sit  around  thy  gracious  throne^, 
And  dwell  where  Jesus  is. 

5  Not  all  the  harps  above 

Can  make  a  heavenly  place, 
If  God  his  residence  remove. 
Or  but  conceal  his  face. 

6  Nor  earth,  nor  all  the  sky. 

Can  one  delight  afford; 
No,  not  one  drop  of  real  joy, 
Without  thy  presence.  Lord. 

7  Thou  art  the  sea  of  love, 

Where  all  my  pleasures  roll: 
The  circle  where  my  passions  move. 
And  centre  of  my  soul. 

8  To  thee  my  spirits  fly 

With  infinite  desire; 
And  yet  how  far  from  thee  I  lie! 
O  Jesus,  raise  me  higher! 

HYMN  142.  C.  M. 

THRO*  endless  years  thou  art  the  same, 

O  thou  eternal  God: 
Ages  to  come  shall  know  thy  name. 

And  tell  thy  works  abroad. 

The  strong  foundations  of  the  earth 

Of  old  by  thee  were  laid; 
By  thee  the  beauteous  arch  of  heav'n 

With  matchless  skill  was  made. 

7* 


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3  Soon  shall  Jl  is  .;,^ooclly  frame  of  things, 

ForuiMby  lay  pow'rfiil  hand, 
Be  iike  a  vesture  laid  aside, 
And  cliang'd  at  thy  command. 

4  But  thy  perfections  all  divine. 

Eternal  as  thj  days, 
Thro'  everlasting  ages  shine. 
With  undiminish'd  rays. 

5  Thy  children's  children  still  thy  care. 

Shall  own  their  father's  God; 
To  latest  times  thy  favour  share. 
And  spread  thy  praise  abroad. 

HYMN  143    L.  M. 

1  OH!  gi>  e  me  Lord  my  sins  to  moura, 
My  sins  which  have  thy  body  torn! 
Give  me  with  broken  heart  to  see. 
Thy  last  tremendous  agony. 

2  O  could  I  gain  the  mountain's  height. 
And  gaze  upon  that  bleeding  sight! 
O,  that  with  Salem's  daughters  1 
Could  stand,  and  see  my  Saviour  die. 

3  I'd  smite  my  breast,  and  weep  and  mourn, 
And  never  from  the  cross  return; 

I'd  weep  o'er  an  expiring  God, 
And  mix  my  tears  with  Jesus'  blood. 

4  I'd  hang  around  the  cross,  and  cry. 
Lord  save  a  soul  condemn  d  to  die; 
O  let  a  wretch  come  ne  tr  th\  throne'. 
To  plead  the  merits  of  thy  Son. 


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5  Father  of  mercy  do  not  frown, 
But  ,-;ive  me  mercy  in  thy  Son; 
And  with  wy  broken  heart  comply, 
O  give  me  Jesus,  or  I  die. 

6  O  save  me  from  a  R"aping  liell, 
Or  else  with  devils  I  must  dwell; 
O  might  I  enter,  now  I'm  cnme! 
Lord  Jesus?  save,  or  I  m  undone. 

HYMN  144.  L.   M. 

1  WMENI  survey  the  wondrous  cross 

On  which  the  Prince  of  glory  dy'd, 
■  My  richest  gain  1  count  but  loss. 

And  pour  contempt  on  ail  my  pride. 

2  Forbid  it,  Lord,  that  I  should  boast. 

Save  in  the  death  of  Christ  my  God: 
All  tlie  vain  things  that  charm  me  most, 
1  sacrifice  them  to  his  blood. 

3  See  from  his  head,  his  hands,  his  feet, 

Sorrow  and  love  flow  mingled  down? 
Did  e'er  such  love  and  sorrow  meet; 
Or  thori>s  compose  so  rich  a  crown? 

it  Were  the  whole  realm  of  nature  miitC, 

That  were  a  present  far  too  small; 
I    Love  so  amazing,  so  divine, 
I        Demands  my  soul,  my  life,  my  all. 
I 

HYMN  145.    L.  M. 
i  JESUS,  immortal  King,  go  on; 
The  glorieiB  day  will'soon  be  won; 


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Thine  enemies  prapare  to  flee. 

And  leave  a  conquer'd  world  to  thee. 

2  Gird  on  thy  sword,  victorious  Chief! 
The  captive  sinner's  sole  relief; 
Cast  the  usurper  from  his  tlirone; 
And  make  the  universe  thine  own. 

S  Thy  footsteps.  Lord,  with  joy  we  trace 
And  mark  the  conquests  of  thy  grace. 
Finish  the  work  thou  hast  begun; 
And  let  thy  will  on  earth  be  done. 

4  Then  shall  contending  nations  rest, 
For  love  shall  reign  in  every  breast; 
Weapons  for  war  design'd  shall  cease; 
Or  then  be  implements  of  peace. 

5  Hark  how  the  hosts  triumphant  sing! 
**The  Lord  omnipotent  is  King!'* 
Let  all  his  saints  rejoice  at  this, 
The  kingdoms  of  the  world  are  his! 

Hallelujah!  Amei 

HYJUN  14G.    S.  M. 

'    1  WE  lift  our  hearts  to  thee, 
O  Day-Starfrom  on  high! 
The  sun  itself  is  but  thy  shade. 
Yet  cheers  both  earth  and  sky.  " 

2  O  let  thy  orient  beams 

The  night  of  sin  disperse. 

The  mists  of  error  and  of  vice. 

Which  shade  the  universe! 


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s>  How  beauteous  nature  now! 
Hovv  ilark  and  sad  before! 
"With  joy  we  view  the  pleasing  change, 
And  nature's  God  adore. 

4  O  may  no  gloomy  crime 

Polute  the  rising  day; 
May  .lesu's  blood,  like  evening  dew, 
Wash  all  onr  stains  away! 

5  May  we  this  life  improve, 

To  mourn  for  errors  past: 
And  live  this  short  revolving  day. 
As  if  it  were  our  last. 

6  To  God,  the  Father,  Son, 

And  Spirit  one  in  three. 
Be  glory,  as  it  was,  is  now. 
And  shall  for  ever  be. 


HYMN  147.  L.  M. 

1  Jesus!  and  shall  it  ever  be, 

A  mortal  man  asham'd  of  thee, 
Asham'd  of  thee  whom  angels  praise. 
Whose  glories  shine  through  endless  daysl 

2  Asham'd  of  Jesus!  sooner  far. 
Let  evening  blush  to  own  a  star; 
He  sheds  the  beams  of  light  divine, 
O'er  this  benighted  soul  of  mine. 


Asham'd  of  Jesns!  just  as  soon, 
liet  midnight  be  asham'd  of  noon, 
Tis  midnight  with  my  soul  'till  he, 
Bright  morning  star!  bid  darkness  flee. 


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4  Asham'd  of  Jesas!  that  dear  friend, 
On  wliom  my  hopes  of  heaven  depend! 
No — when  I  blush — be  this  my  shame^ 
That  I  no  more  revere  his  name. 

5  Asham'd  of  Jesus!  yes  I  may, 
When  I've  no  g-uilt  to  wash  away; 
No  tears  to  wipe,  no  good  to  crave. 
No  fears  to  quell,  no  soul  to  save. 

6  'Till  then — nor  is  my  boasting  vain, 
"rill  then  1  boast  a  Saviour  slain; 
And  O,  may  this  my  glory  be. 
That  Christ  is  not  asham'd  of  me. 

7  His  institutions  I  will  prize, 

Take  up  my  cross — the  shame  despise; 
Dare  to  defend  his  noble  cause. 
And  yield  obedience  to  his  lawS. 

HYMN  148.  S.  M. 

1  YE  servants  of  the  Lord, 

Each  in  his  office  wait; 
Observant  of  his  heav'nly  word, 
And  watchful  at  his  g-ite. 

2  Let  all  your  lamps  be  biight. 

And  trim  the  golden  flame; 
Gird  up  your  loins  as  in  liis  sight, 
.  Eor  awful  is  his  name. 

3  Watch,  *tis  your  Lord's  command; 

Andwlnle  we  speak,  he's  near; 
Mark  the  first  signal  of  his  hand, 
And  ready  all  appear. 


0  happy  servan  they, 

lii  svich  a  posture  t'oiind: 
He  shall  his  Lord  with  lapturc  see. 

And  he  with  honour  crowad. 

Christ  shall  the  banquet  spread. 
With  his  own  bounteous  hand, 

And  raise  that  favourite  servant's  head. 
Amidst  th'  angelic  band. 

HYMN  149.  C.  M. 

1  JESUS,  immortal  king",  arise! 

Assume,  assert  th}'  sway, 
Till  earth,  subdued,' its  tribute  brings. 
And  distant  lands  obey 

2  Ride  forth,  victorious  conqu'ror  ride! 

Till  all  thy  foes  submit, 
And  all  the  power  of  hell  resign 
Their  trophies  at  thy  feet! 

3  Send  forth  thy  word,  and  let  it  fly, 

■  This  spacious  earth  around; 
Till  ev'ry  soul  beneath  the  sun. 
Shall  hear  "the  joyful  soundl" 

4  O  may  the  great  Redeemer's  name. 

Through  ev'ry  clime  be  known; 
And  heathen  gods,  like  Dagon  full; 
And  Jesus  reign  alone. 

5  From  sea  to  sea,  from  shore  to  shore, 

May  Jesus  be  ador'd; 
\nd  earth,  with  all  h^^v  millions,  shou' 
Hosannas  to  tlie  Lord! 


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HYMN  150.  C  M. 

1  FIRMLY  I  stand  on  Zion's  hill. 

And  view  my  starry  crown; 
No  pow'r  on  eartli  my  hope  can  shake. 
Nor  hell  can  pull  me  down. 

2  The  lofty  hills  and  stately  tow'rs. 

That  lift  their  heads  on  high. 
Shall  all  be  levell'd  in  the  dust— - 
Their  very  names  shall  die. 

3  The  vaulted  heavens  shall  nrjelt  away. 

Built  by  Jehovah's  hands; 
But  firmer  than  the  heavens,  the  Rock 
Of  my  salvation  stands. 

HYMN  151      L.  M. 

1  IN  age  and  feebleness  extreme, 
Who  shall  a  helpless  worn  redeem.'' 
''Tis  only  Jesus,  by  his  blood. 
Can  raise  a  sinking  soul  to  God.* 

3  Jesus!  my  only  hope  thou  art, 

Strength  of  my  failing  flesh  and  heart, 
O  could  I  catch  a  smile  from  thee. 
And  drop  into  eternity. 

HYMN  152.  S.  M. 

1  WE  know,  by  faith  we  know. 
If  this  vile  house  of  clay. 
This  tabernacle  sink  below, 
In  ruinous  decay. 

3  We  have  a  house  above; 

Not  made  with  mortal  hands: 


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Ami  firm  as  our  Redeemer's  love 
The  heavenly  faaric  stund-s. 

}  O  were  we  enter'd  there! 
To  perfect  bliss  restor'd! 
O  were  we  all  caught  up  to  share 
The  triumph  ot  our  Lord'. 

4  Full  of  immortal  hope, 

We  urge  the  restless  strife, 
And  hasten  to  be  swallowed  up 
Of  everlasting  life. 

HYMN  153.    C.  M. 

1  HAIL,  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghosti 

0:ie  God,  in  pei-sons  three; 
Of  thee  we  make  our  joyful  boast. 
And  homage  pay  to  ihee. 

2  Present  alike  in  every  place, 

riiy  Godhead  we  adore:   . 
Beyona  the  bounds  of  time  and  space 
Thou  dvveii'sL  for  evtrmore, 

3  In  wisdom  infinite  thou  art, 

Th;ne  eye  d')th  all  things  see; 
And  every  thought  of  every  heart, 
Is  fully  known  lo  tl.ee- 

4  "Whate'er  thou  wilt,  in  earth  below, 

Thou  (\(n  f  in  heaven  aoove; 
But  ciiiefl V  we  rejoice  to  know 
rh*  Almighty  uod  of  love. 

Thou  lov'st  whate'er  thy  hands  have  nrnH:^ 
Thy  gooduess  we  rehear&e,         ^> 

^  Ad.mh: 


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In  shining  characters  display'd 
Throughout  our  universe.  ' 

6  Mercy,  with  love,  and  endless  grace, 

O'er  all  thy  works  doth  reign; 
But  mostly  thou  delight'st  to  bless 
Thy  fav'rite  creature,  man. 

7  Wherefore  let  ev'ry  creature  give 

To  thee  the  praise  design'd; 
But  ciiiefiy,  Lord,  the  thanks  receive, 
The  hearts  of  all  mankind. 

HYMN  154.  L.  M. 

1  SWEET  is  the  work,  my  God,  my  King, 
To  praise  thy  name,  give  thanks,  and  sing; 
Sweet  is  the  da)'  of  sacred  rest; 

No  mortal  cares  shall  seize  my  breast. 

2  Lord,  'tis  a  pleasant  thing  to  stand 
In  gardens  planted  by  thine  hand; 
Let  me  within  thy  courts  be  seen, 
LiKe  a  young  Cedar  fresh  and  green. 

3  There  grow  thy  saints  in  faith  and  love, 
Blest  with  thine  influence  from  above; 
Not  Lebanon,  with  all  its  trees. 
Yields  such  a  comely  sight  as  these. 

4  The  plants  of  grace  shall  ever  live; 
(Nature  decays,  but  grace  must  thrive) 
Time,  that  doth  all  things  else  impair. 
Still  makes  them  flourish  strong  and  fair. 

^.aden  with  fruits  of  age  they  shew 
^ord  is  holy,  just  and  true; 


]S5 

None  that  attend  his  gates  shall  find 
A  God  unfaithful  and  unkind. 

HYMN  155.  C.  M. 

1  ARISE  ye  Saints,  arise  and  tell, 

The  ^reat  good  neu  s  come  down  from  God, 
Arise,  and  with  devoted  zeal, 
Convey  th'  intellig-ence  abroad. 

2  To  sit  at  ease,  would  ill  become- 

The  people  whom  the  Lord  has  bless'd: 
Let  those  who  liave  the  world  their  home. 
Be  silent,  and  remain  at  rest. 

3  But  let  us  rise,  and  speak  aloud. 

And  tell  the  world  the  thing's  we  know: 
How  God  the  heavens  in  mercy  bow*d, 
And  liv'd  a  man  of  grief  below. 

4  O  yes!  the  God  who  reigns  above. 
Was  once  on  earth,  a  man  of  grief: 

Ye  nations  hear  it,  "God  is  love:" 
And  brings  a  ruin'd  world  relief. 

5  In  streams  of  blood,  his  mercy  flows; 
The  blood  of  him  who  bore  the  cross: 

Who  sufier'd  death,  and  then  arose, 
And  lives  to  plead  the  sinner's  cause. 

6  Now  let  the  idols  fidl  around; 
And  be  the  Saviour's  name  ador'd: 

His  gospel  through  the  world  resound; 
\\\d  all  the  nations  call  him  Lord. 

IIYM.V  156.  C.  M. 
■   O  *Tis  a  sound  should  fill  the  world! 
The  sound  of  mercy  thro'  the  Lamb 


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1.0  Satan  from  his  seat  is  hurl'd. 
Unable  to  withstand  his  name! 
From  heaven  hke  lightning  see  him  fall! 
Struck  by  the  arm  that  conquers  all. 

2  Lord  give  the  word! — and  wak'd  by  thee, 

Let  many  tongues  thy  victory  tell! 
That  hopeless  sinners  now  may  see. 

That  thou  hast  vanquish'd  deatli  and  hell: 
Sound,  sound  the  joyful  truth  abroad! 
Let  sinners  now  draw  nigh  to  God! 

3  And  thou  victorious  Lord,  all  hail! 

Immortal  honours  shade  thy  brow! 
^\'hen  death  and  hell  thy  friends  assail, 

They  find  in  thee  a  refuge  now: 
Thy  name  shall  furnish  them  with  arms, 
And  free  their  souls  from  all  alarms, 

HYMN  157.  P.  M. 

1  GOD  is  a  name  my  soul  adores, 

Th'  Almighty  Three,  th*  Eternal  One! 
Nature  and  grace  v/ith  all  their  powers 
Confess  the  infinite  unknown. 

2  Tliy  voice  produced  the  sea  and  spheres, 

'  Bid  the  waves  roar,  and  planets  shine; 
But  nothing  like  thyself  appears 

Thro'  all  these  spacious  works  of  thine. 

3  Still  restless  nature  dies  and  grows 

From  change  to  change  the  creatures  run; 
Thy  being  no  succession  knows. 

And  all  thy  vast  designs  are  one. 

4  A  glance  of  thine  runs  thro'  the  globes, 

itules  the  bright  worlds,  and  moves  theii' 

frame. 


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Broad  sheets  of  light  compose  thy  robes. 
Thy  guards  are  form'd  of  living  flame. 

5  How  shall  aflTrighted  mortals  dare 
To  sing  thy  glory  or  thy  grace? 
Beneatli  thy  feet  we  lie  so  far, 
And  see  but  shadows  of  thy  facCi 

5  "Who  can  behold  the  blazing  light? 

Who  can  approach  consuming  flame? 
None  but  thy  wisdom  knows  thy  might, 
None  but  thy  word  can  speak  thy  name., 

HYMN  158.  P.  IL 

I  COME,  let  us  anew  our  journey  pursue, 
Holl  round  with  the  year. 
And  never  stand  still  till  the  Master  appear? 
His  adorable  will  let  us  gladlj  fulfil. 

And  our  talents  improve:  [love. 

By   the  patience  of  hope,  and  the  labour  of 

J  Our  life  as  a  dream,  our  time  as  a  stream. 

Glides  swiftly  away, 
And  the  fugitive  moment  refuses  to  s^ay; 
The  arrow  is  flown,  the  moment  is  gone: 

The  millennial  year 
Hushes  on  to  our  view,  and  eternity's  here, 

>  O  that  each  in  tlie  day  of  his  coming  may  say 
"1  have  fought  my  way  througli, 
*'I  have  finished  the  work  thou  didst  give  me 

to  do! 
O  that  each  from  his  Lord  may  receive  the 
glad  word, 
"Well  and  faithfully  done!         [throne." 
"Enter  into  my  joy,  and  sit  down  on  my 


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HYMN  159.  L.  M. 

1  THE  billows  swell,  the  winds  are  higli, 
Clouds  overcast  my  wintry  sky: 

Out  of  the  depths  to  thee  I  cal'., 

My  fears  are  great,  my  strength  is  small. 

2  O  Lord,  the  pilot's  part  perform. 

And  guide  and  guard  me  through  the  stom 
Defend  me  from  each  threat'ning  ill, 
Controul  the  waves — say  "peace,  be  still." 

3  Amidst  the  roaring  of  the  sea, 

My  soul  still  hangs  her  hope  on  thee; 
'Ihy  constant  love,  thy  faithful  care, 
Is  all  that  saves  me  from  despair. 

4  Dangers  of  ev'rv  shape  and  name. 
Attend  the  foU'wers  of  the  Lamb; 
\V!k)  leave  the  world's  deceitful  shore, 
And  leave  it  to  return  no  more. 

.5  Though  tempest-tost,  and  half  a  wrecks 
My  Saviour  through  the  floods  I  seek; 
Let  neither  winds  nor  stormy  main. 
Force  back  my  shatter'd  bark  again: 

HYMN  160.  C.  M.  , 

1  THOU  lovely  source  of  true  delight. 

Whom  1  unseen  adore. 
Unveil  thy  beauties  to  my  sight. 
That  1  may  love  thee  more. 

2  Thy  glory  o'er  creation  shines. 

But  in  thy  sacred  word 
I  read,  in  fiiirer,  brighter  lines, 
My  bleeding,  dying  Lord. 


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3  'Tis  here,  whene'er  my  comforts  droop, 

A. I!    3'.! I  and  sorrow  rise, 
Tiiy  love,  with  cheerful  beams  of  hope, 
My  fainting-  breast  suppUes. 

4  But  ah!  too  soon  the  pleasing  scene 

Is  cloudeci  o'er  u  ith  pain; 
My  gloomy  feur^  r>se  dark  between. 
And  1  again  complain. 

5  Jesus,  my  Lord  m\  life,  my  light, 

O  come  with  blissful  ray! 
Break  radiant  thro'  the  shades  of  night, 
AiKi  chase  my  fears  away. 

t)  Then  shall  my  soul  with  rapture  trace 
The  wonders  ot  thy  love; 
r»ut  the  full  glories  of  thy  tace 
Are  only  known  above. 


HYMN  161.  S.  M. 

1  ON  the  brink  of  fi'ry  ruin, 

Justice,  with  a  flaming  swordj 
^^  as  ni}  guilty  s«>ul  pursuing 
\\  hen  1  first  beheld  m>  Lord. 


o 


Tcrrifi'd  with  Sinai's  thunder, 

Straight  I  flew  to  Calvary, 
\A  lieve  l«aw  with  love  and  wonder, 

Him  by  faith  who  dy'd  for  inc. 

"Sinner,*  he  exclaim'd,  *'l've  lov'd  thee 

''With  an  everlastnig  love; 
''Justice  has  in  me  approv'd  thee; 

''Thou  shalt  dwell  with  me  above." 


14«> 

4  Sweet  as  angels'  notes  in  hearen, 

When  to  golden  liuips  they  scuudj 
Is  the  voice  of  sinsforg-iven, 
To  the  soul  by  Satan  bound, 

5  Sweet  as  ang-els'  harps  in  glory. 

Was  that  heavenly  voice  lo  me, 
Wher)  I  saw  ii.y  Lord  before  me 
Bleed  and  die  to  set  me  freel 

6  Saints,  attend  with  holy  wonder! 

Sinners,  he  ^r  and  sing  his  praise! 
'Tis  the  liod  that  holds  the  thunder 
Shows  himself  the  God  of  grace! 

HYMN  122.  I .  AT. 

1  WHEN  Jesus  first,  at  heaven's  command. 
Descended  from  his  azure  throne, 
Attending  angels  join'd  his  praise, 

Who  ciaim'd  the  kingdom  for  his  own. 

[Hail,  Immanuel!  Immanuel  we'll  adore, 
And  sound  his  fame  from  sliore  to  shore  ] 

2  Girt  with  Omnipotence  and  grace, 

The  pow'rs  of  darkness  trembling  stood. 
To  hear  the  dire  decree,  and  feel 
The  vengeance  of  the  mighty  God, 

3  Not  with  the  sword  that  warriors  wear, 
But  with  a  sceptre  dipt  in  blood. 

He  bends  the  nations  to  obey. 
And  rules  them  by  the  love  of  God. 

4  Ride  on,  and  prosper,  Kings  of  king'9. 
Till  all  the  pow'rs  of  hell  resign 
Their  dreadful  trophies  at  thy  feet, 
And  endless  glory  shall  be  thine. 


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HYMN  163.  L.  M. 

1  O!  HAPPY  day,  when  saints  shall  meet 
To  part  no  more — the  thoiig-lit  is  sweet; 
No  more  to  ftel  the  rendinj^  smart. 

Oft  felt  below,  when  Christians  part. 

2  O  happy  place  I  still  must  say, 
Wliere  all  but  love  is  done  away; 
AM  cause  of  parting-  there  is  past; 
Then*  social  feast  will  ever  last. 

3  Such  union  here  is  sought  in  vain, 
As  there,  in  evrv  heart,  will  reign 
There  separations  can't  compel 
The  saints  to  bid  the  sad  farewell. 

i  On  earth,  when  frJerds  together  meetj 
And  find  the  passing  nioments  sweet; 
Time's  rapid  motions  sooa  compel, 
AV  ith  grief  to  say — dear  friends,  farewell. 

5  The  shepherd  feels  the  smarting  shock. 
Of  parting  from  his  weeping  flock; 

Hid  feelings  for  them,  none  can  tell, 
"Whenforc'd  to  say — uiy  friends,  farewell. 

6  The  happ\  season  soon  will  come, 

W  hen  sain  s  si. all  meet  in  Ueav*n,their  home 
Eternally  vvjtii  Christ  to  dwell. 
Nor  ever  hear  the  sound,  farewell. 

HYMN  164.  P.  M. 

1  WHEN  shall  I  see  the  welcome  hour 
That  plants  my  God  in  me? 
Spirit  of  health,  and  life,  and  power, 
And  perieet  liberty. 


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"2  Love  only  can  the  conquest  win, 
•'he  slren;^tli  of  •■•in  sub-iue; 
Come,  O  my  Saviour,  cast  out  sin, 
And  form  my  soul  anew. 

3  No  longer  then  my  heart  shall  mourn. 
While  sane  ificd  by  g-race; 
I  only  for  his  ^h)ry  burn. 
And  always  see  his  face. 

HYMN  165.  C    M. 

1  PEOPLE  of  the  hving  God, 

1  have  soig-ht  the  world  around, 
Paths  of  sin  and  sorrow  trod. 

Peace  and  comfort  now  are  found: 
Now  to  you  my  spirit  turns — 

Turns  a  fugitive  unblest; 
Bretl:iren,  wliere  your  altar  burns, 

O  receive  me  to  your  rest. 

2  Lonely,  I  no  longer  roam, 

Like  the  cloud,  the  wind,  the  wave, 
Where  you  dwell  shall  be  my  home, 

Wnere  you  die  shall  be  my  grave. 
Mine  the  God  whom  you  adore. 

Your  Redeemer  shall  be  mine; 
Earth  can  fill  my  soul  no  more. 

Every  idol  1  resign. 

-  3  Tell  me  not  of  gain  and  loss, 

Ease,  enjoyment,  pomp,  and  power; 
Welcome  poverty  and  cross, 

Shame,  reproach,  affliction's  hour. 
Follow  me,  1  know  thy  voice — 

.lesus  Lord,  thy  stcjjs  I  see. 
Now  1  take  thy  yoke  by  choice 

Light  thy  burthen  now  to  me. 


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HYMV  166.  C.  M. 

1  AMAZING  grace!  how  sweet  the  sound, 
'i'liat  sav'd  a  wretcli  like  me! 
I  once  was  lost  but  now  am  lound; 
Was  blind,  but  now  I  see. 

3  'Twas  grace  that  taught  my  heart  to  fear. 
And  grace  my  fears  reliev'd; 
How  pr(  cious  did  that  gi-ace  appear, 
Tlie  hour  I  first  believ'd! 

Through  many  dangers,  toils  and  snares, 

1  have  already  con.e; 
'Tis  grace  has  brouglit  me  safe  thus  far, 

And  grace  will  lead  me  home. 

t  The  Lord  has  promis'd  good  to  me. 
His  word  my  hope  secures; 
He  will  my  shield  and  portion  be. 
As  long  as  life  endures, 

5  Yes,  when  this  flesli  and  heart  shall  fail< 
And  mortal  life  shall  cease; 
I  shall  possess  within  the  vail, 
A  1  f e  of  joy  and  peace. 

I     6  There  joys  unseen  by  mortal  eyes, 
Or  reason's  feeble  ray, 
In  ever  blooming  prospects  rise, 
Unconscious  of  decay. 

7  Then  new,  on  faith's  sublimes!  whig. 
Let  ardent  wishes  rise 
To  those   bright  scenes  where  pleasures 
spring, 
Immortal  in  the  skies 


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HYMN  167.    C.  M. 

1  WHEN  we  are  rais'd  from  deep  distress. 

Our  God  deserves  a  song". 
We  take  the  pattern  of  our  praise 
From  Hezeklah's  tongue. 

2  The  gates  of  the  devouring  grave 

Are  oj)en'd  wide  in  vain, 
If  he  who  holds  the  keys  of  death 
Commands  them  fast  again. 

3  Pains  of  the  flesh  are  wont  t'  abuse 

Our  minds  with  si avislL fears; 
"  Our  days  are  past  and  we  shall  lose 
"  The  renmant  of  our  years.'" 

4  We  chatter  with  a  swallow's  voice, 

Or  like  a  dove  >ve  mourn, 
With  bitterness  instead  of  joys, 
Afflicted  and  forlorn. 

5  Jehovah  speaks  the  healing  word. 

And  no  disease   withstands; 
Fevers  and  plagues  obey  the  Lord, 
And  tly  at  his  commands. 

6  If  half  the  strings  of  life  should  break. 

He  can  our  frame  restore; 
He  casts  our  sins  behind  his  back. 
And  they  are  found  no  more. 

HYMN  168.     S.  M. 

X  TO-DAY"  the  Saviour  rose; 
Our  Jesus  left  the  dead; 
He  conquL-rVl  our  tremendous  foes, 
And  Satan  captive  led. 


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He  left  liis  g^lorious  throne, 
To  make  our  peace  with  God; 

Blcssing-s  for  ever  on  his  name — 
He  bought  us  with  his  blood. 

•J  For  us  liis  life  he  paid — 
¥ov  us  the  law  fultiii'd: 
On  him  our  loads  of  guilt  were  laid; 
We  by  l^is  stripes  are  heal'd. 

4  Ye  saints,  adore  his  name, 

AVho  liatli  such  mere}'  shown; 
Ye  sinners,  love  the  bleeding- I^amlp,, 
And  make  his  praises  known. 


THE  END. 


INDEX  TO  HYMNS. 


Awake  Jerusalem  awake, 
Ah!   whither  shall  1  g-o,       -         -         - 
A  charge  to  keep  I  have, 
Alas  and  did  mv  Saviour  bleed,  - 
And  can  I  yet  delay,        -         -         - 
And  let  this  feeble  body  fail. 
And  must  I  be  to  judgment  brought, 
Arise  my  soid  arise,     -         -         -         - 
Angels  roll  the  liock  away,     - 
Am  1  a  soldier  of  the  cross. 
Awake  my  soul,  stretch  every  nerve, 
Ari^c  ye  saints,  arise  and  tell,     - 
Amazing  grace,  how  sweet,     - 
B. 

Before  Jehovah's  awful  throne,  - 
Behold  the  Saviour  of  mankind,     - 
Being  of  beings,  God  of  love,     - 
Blest  be  the  dear  uniting  love. 
Blest  be  the  tie,  that  binds. 
Blow  ye  the  trumpet  blow. 
But  above  all,  lay  hold, 
Beyond  the  glittering  starry  skies,   - 

C. 

Come  ye  that  love  the  Lord, 
Come  ye  sinners  poor  and  needy,     - 
Children  of  the  heavenly  king,     - 
Come  Holy  spirit,  heavenly  dove, 
Come  let  us  anew,  our  journey  pursue, 


INDEX    TO    HYMNS.  11. 

Come  let  US  join  our  cheerful  song,     .  22 

Conie  let  us  use  the  grace  divine,      -  -  23 

C«)me  O  tliou  traveller  unknown,          -  24 

Come  on  my  partners  in  distress        -  -  25 

Come  thou  fount  of  every  blessing",       -  26 

Come  ye  that  love  the  Saviour's  name,  122 

D. 

Dear  refuge  of  my  weary  soul,          -  -  27 

Drooping  saints,  no  longer  grieve,          -  111 

E. 

Equip  me  for  the  war,         -        -        -  104 


From  all  that  dwells  below  the  skies,        -  28 

Father  I  stretch  my  hands  to  thee;  -       29 

From  sin's  dark  thorny  maze,   -  -         -  29 

Father  our  hearts  we  lift,        -         -  -       30 

Fa'th  'tis  a  precious  gift            -  -         -  31 

Firmly  I  stand  on  Zion's  hill,          -  -     132 
G 

God  moves  in  a  misterious  way,  -        -  18 

Grace,  'tis  a  charming  sound,         -  -       32 

Guide  me  O  thou  great  Jehovah,  -         -  34 

God  of  my  life,  my  morning  song,  -       35 

God  of  all  consolation  take,      -  •        •  '?^7 
Glory  to  God  on  high,    ....     104 

Great  Gad  now  condescend,       -  -         109 

God  is  a  name  my  soul  adores,       -  -     136 

H. 

Hark  the  herald  angels  sing,      -  -        -  19 

He  dies,  the  friend  of  sinners  dies,  -       20 

Hark  my  soul  it  is  the  Lord,     -  -         -  36 

How  beauteous  are  their  feet,        -  -       39 

How  happy  are  they,         -         .  -         -40 

How  vain  are  all  tilings  here,          -  -       47 


111.  INDEX    TO    HYMNS. 

/ 
How  happy  every  child  of  grace,     - 
Hail  mighty  Jesus,  how  divine, 
How  sweet  the  name  of  Jesus,  - 
How  sweet,  how  heavenly  is  the,  >■ 
Hail  Father  Spn  and  Holy  Ghost, 

I. 

I  sojourn  in  a  vale  of  tears,  -         -         - 
I  thirst  thou  wounded  Lamb  of  God, 
I'll  praise  my  maker  while  I've,     - 
In  fellowship  alone,  -         -         -         - 
In  age  and  feebleness  extreme, 

J. 

Jesus  the  name  high  over  all,    -  -        -  39 

Jesus  lover  of  my  soul,           -         -  -      43 

Jesus  n.y  all  to  heaven  is  gone,  -  -  44 
Jesus  my  truth  my  way,         ...       50 

Jesus  shall  reign  wheree'r  the  sun,  -        -  51 

Jesus  united  by  thy  grace,     -         -  -       52 

Jesus  thy  blood  and  righteousness,  -         115 

Jesus  immortal  ki.g  go  on,     -         -  -     127 

Jesus  aiid  shall  it  ever  be,           -  -         130 

Jesus  immortal  king,      -        -        -  -     131 

L. 

Lord  we  come  before  thee  now,  -  -'  45 
Leader  of  taiih'ul  souls  and  guide,  -  -56 
Let  earth  and  heaven  agree,  -          -57 

Let  every  tongue  thy  goodness  speak,  -  59 
LoikI  all  I  am  is  known  to  tliee,  -  -  60 
Lord  and  is  thine  anger  gont ,  -  -  -  60 
Lord  how  secure,  and  blest  are  they,  -  64 
Lord  I  believe  a  rest  remains,  -  -  -  65 
Lord  in  the  morning  thou  sh.» it  hear,  -  70 
Let  Z'.oi^'s  uatchiiien  ail  awake,  -  115 
Lamb  of  God  we  fall  before  ihee,         *    117 


INDEX    TO    HVMN3. 


M. 


My  God  thy  service  well  demands',    -  -46 

My  Saviour,  my  almiglity  friend,  -  -       65 

Mortals  awake  with  angels  join,         -  -  72 

My  God,  my  portion,  and  my  love,  .       87 

My  span  of  life  will  soon  be  done,     -  101 

My  God  I  know,  I  feel  thee  mine,  -  -     106 

My  hope,  my  all,  my  Saviour  thou,     -  107 

iVIy  God,  my  hfe,  my  love,    -        -  -    124 

N. 

Now  let  our  hearts  their  g-lory  wake,  -  53 

Now  from  the  altar  our  hearts,      -  -      73 

O. 

O  happy  day  when  saints  shall  meet,  14 1 

Our  Lord  is  risen  from  the  dead,    -  -       54 

O  what  amazing-  words  of  g-race,       -  -  55 

On  Jordan's  stormy  banks  I  stand,  -       55 

O  for  a  thousand  tongues  to  sing,      -  -  74 

O  for  a  closer  walk  with  God,         -  -       75 

O  for  a  heart  to  praise  my  God,         -  -77 

O  God  our  help  in  ages  past,          -  -       95 

O  gloci&us  hope  of  perfect  love,       -  -  96 

O  that  my  load  of  sin  were  gone,  -  -       97 

O  thou  God  of  my  salvation,      -         -  119 

Of  him  who  did  salvation  bring,      -  -  105 

Oh!  give  me  Lord  my  sins  to  mourn,  126 

O  'tis  a  sound  should  fill  the  world,  -     135 

On  the  brink  of  fiery  ruin,        -        -  139 

P. 

Praise  God  from  whom  all,    -        -  -       69 

Praise  je  the  Lord,  'tis  good  to  raise,  -  79 

Plunged  in  a  gulph  of  deep  despair,  -       85 

Peace  troubled  soul  thou  needst         -  103 

Pierce  fill  me  with  an  humble        -  -     108 

Pris'ners  of  hope  lift  up  your  headsj  116 


V.  INDEX    TO    HYMNS, 

People  of  the  living  God,      -        -        -    142 

R. 

Hejoice  the  Lord  is  king-,  -         -         -  7i 

l?ejoice  for  a  brother  deceas'd,      -         -       9S 
Rise,  O  my  soul  pursue,      -         -         -         12] 

S. 
See  how  the  rising  sun,  -      ■  - 

Shepherd  divine  our  wants  relieve,  - 
See  how  the  rising  sun. 
Sinners  obey  the  gospel  word,  - 
Sinners  turn  why  will  ye  die. 
Salvation,  O  the  joyful  sound,  - 
Shepherds  rejoice,  lift  up  your  eyes, 
Sing  to  the  great  Jehovah's  praise,  - 
Soldiers  of  Christ  arise. 
Sweet  is  the  work,  my  God,  my  king, 

T. 
The  Lord  of  sabbath  let  us  praise. 
This,  this  is  the  God  we  adore, 
Thy  goodness  Lord,  our  souls  confess, 
The  voice  of  my  beloved  sounds. 
There  is  a  land  of  pure  delight,  - 
Thou  God  of  truth  and  love,  - 
Try  us  O  God,  and  search  the  ground,  - 
The  praying  spirit  breathe, 
Thy  ceaseless  unexhausted  love,  - 
That  awful  day  will  surely  come, 
Thou  shepherd  of  Israel  and  mine, 
7  hrough  endless  years  thou  art  the  same,  125 
THe  billows  swellj  the  winds,  -  -  l38 
Thou  lovely  source  of  true  delight,  -  l38 

To  day  the  Saviour  rose,       -        .        -      144 

V. 

Vain  delusive  world  adieu,        -        -        -65 


INDEX    TO     HTMNS. 


w. 


Welcome  sweet  day  of  rest,  -  -  33 
What  now  is  my  object  and  aim,  -  -  34 
"Wlien  Jttsus  liung  upon  the  tree,  -  -  6S 
"Why  should  a  living  man  complain,  -  -  69 
■\Viien  faith  presents  the  Savioui*«  death,  71 
\Miat  cheering  words  are  these,  -  -  71 
When  I  can  read  my  title  clear,  -  -  73 
With  joy  we  meditate  the  grace,  -  -  76 
Why  should  we  start,  ana  fear  to  die,  -  79 
When  Jesus  first  at  heaven's  command,  140 
When  all  the  mercies  of  my  God,  -  -  86 
While  shepherds  watch  their  flocks,  -  94 
Why  do  we  mourn  departing  friends,  108 

When  I  survey  the  wond'rous  cross,  -  127 
Welift  our  hearts  to  thee,  -  -  -  128 
We  know  by  faith  we  know,  -  -  1^2 
When  we  are  raised  from  deep  distress,     144 

Y. 
Ye  simple  souls  that  stray,     ...     100 
Yes  we  u-Mst  the  day,  ...         109 

Ye  glittering  toys  ot  earth  adieu,  -  -  123 
Ve  servants  of  the  Lord,  -        -        -         130 


INDEX  TO  SUBJECTS. 

A 

Avilhor  of  faith  invoked,         -         -         -       ?8 

Amazing  words  of  grace,              -         -  55 

All  thing'  for  life  and  Godliness  given,  103 

Angels  hail  J  esus's  unexampled  love  121 

Adieu  to  all  but  Jesus,         -        -        -  123 

Age  and  feebleness,          -         -         -  132 

Adoring  the  Almighty  Three  in  One,  136 
B. 

Beauteous  are  the  feet  of  Gospel  Heralds,    39 

Jiirth  day 46 

Baptism, 109 

C. 

Charge  of  the  Christian,  ...  5 
Crucifixion  of  Christ,  .         ^         .     6 — 1~ 

Cross  sustained  in  hope  of  a  crown, 
Christ  our  sacrifice  and  atonement. 
Christian's  joy  rehearsed,        -         -         -       13 
Children  of  the  heavenly  King  journeying 

home, 23 

Christ,  the  refuge  of  the  wear}^,  -  -  27 
Christmas  hymns,  -  -  -  -  72  83  94 
Convert's  happiness  recited,       -         -  41 

Children  of  grace  happy,  -  -  -  47 
Courage  under  trials,  .         -         -  102 

I). 

Death  and  resurrection  of  Christ    -  -      20 

Divine  Shepherd,         ...         -  32 

Deep  calling  to  deep,       -         -         -  -      70 

Daily  enjoynients  of  the  pious,    -        -  64* 

Dangers  attend  the  followers  of  Christ,  138 


INDEX    TO    SUBJECTS.  MH- 

E. 

livening  Hymn, J^' 

Eqiiipt  for  holy  war,           -         -  -          IJ^^ 

Even  fl»me  of  constancy,        -         -  -     1^^ 

F. 

Faith,  a  precious  gift,              -        "  '       ^ 

Faith  in  the  love  of  God,             -  -         -71 

Funeral  hymns,      ...  92  99  108 

Faith  assures  us  of  a  house  above,  -      1^- 

Flyinij  from  Calvary,  -        -        -  -         1^9 

G. 

Grace,  a  charming  sound,      -        -  -       32 

God,  an  unchangeable  friend,     -  -             63 

Goodness  of  God  adored,        _        -  -         ib 

Gospel  su])per  invitation,             -  -         -  78 

God  the  Christian's  portion,  -         <^T 

God  o\ir  help  and  home,             -  -             9^ 

God,  the  mighty  God,  speaking,  -  -       110 

God  the  Christian's  treasure,       -  -          124 

God  adored,  though  unseen,          .  -       138 

God  planted  in  us,               -         -  -           141 

God's  people  my  choice,        -        -  -      142 

Grace  saves  a  wretch  like  me,  -          145 

H. 

Holy  Spirit  invoked,             .        -  i           21 
Heavenly  f^amb  followed,         -         -         -       54 

Heart  lowly,  true,  and  contrite,  -             77 

Holy  men  speak,  tho'  dead,             -  121 

Health  restored,             -             -  -          144 

J. 
Jerusalem  called  to  awake,      ...        4 
Judgment  anticipated,         ....     8 

Jesus  worthy  of  all  honour,     .         -  .       g2 

Jesus  speaking  to  poor  sinners,  .  -         .  35 

J ehovali  tlie  Christian's  guide,         .  -    -54 


IX. 


INDEX    TO    SUBJECTS* 


Tes'.is's  name  liigh  over  all,  - 

Jesus  our  refut^e  and  trust, 

.)€sus  our  all  followed, 

Jesus  our  truth  and  way, 

Jesus  reigning,       -         .         -         - 

Jesu's  name  transporting, 

Jesus's  name  is  sweet,    -        -        « 

Judgment  da\ ,  -        -        -        - 

jesus  protects  and  comforts,  - 

jesus's  arrows  pierce  the  heart, 

jesus  all  in  all,       .         .         .         _ 

joy  in  making  the  Saviour  known, 

joyful  truth  so-inded  abroad 

jesus  descending  from  his  throne,    - 

K. 
Knowing  Jesus  and  him  crucified, 

L. 

Looking  to  the  celestial  hill. 
Leaning  upon  Christ, 
Leader  of  faithful  souls, 
Longing  for  a  closer  walk  with  God, 
Land  of  pure  delight,    -         -         - 
Love  of  God  unmerited  and -free, 
Loving  the  unseen  Saviour,    - 
Love  for  each  other. 


Moi-uing  Hymus,  -        -        .        14  35  69  128 

Mercies  of  God  reviewed,      -        -        -  86 

Mourners  invited  to  Jesus,         -         -         -  111 

Ministers'  responsibility,         -        »         -  116 

Mourning  for  sin, 126 

N. 

Nations  called  to  bow  before  Jehovah,       *  S- 

JSew  habitation,    *        «        .        -        -  53 


INDEX    TO    SUBJECTS.  X. 

New  Year's  hymns,  -  -  -  -  88  137 
Not  asham'd  of  Jesus,   .        -        -        -      129 

O. 

Omniscience  and  omnipresence  of  the  Deity 
P. 

Penitent's  distress  depicted,  -         -        4 

Penitent's  full  snrrencler,  -  -  -  -  7 
Parti  n£^  with  friends,  -  -  11,  12,  37,  81 
Praise  to  the  fount  of  every  blessing-,  -  26 
Praise  of  the  Creator  and  Redeemer,        -    28 

Pubhc  worship, 45 

Praising  our  maker  while  immortality  endure  48 
Pardoning'  love,  -  .  .  .  _  60 
Piercing  look  from  the  cross,  -  -  -  63 
Praising  the  Saviour  for  his  grace,  -        66 

Praising  God  in  heaven,  and  on  earth,  -  69 
Praising  God  for  his  works,  -  -  -  .  80 
Praying  spirit  desired,       -        -        -         -     86 

Perfect  love, 96 

Peni' em's  prayer;  -  -  -  -  -  17 
Prisoner  of  hope  encouraged,  -  -  316 
Praising  God  for  salvation,  -  -  -119 
Prize  of  heavenly  zeal,  ...  122 
Perfections  of  the  Deity,  -  -  -  125 
Pra.se  of  Christ  gUidly 'sung,  -  -  11 
Prospect  from  Jordan's  bunk,  -  -  ,55 
Praising  God,  sweet  employ,  -  -  134 
Pursuing  anew  our  journey,  -  -  .  137 
Piling  hymn, 141 

R. 

Resurrection  of  Christ,  -  16  19  54  144 
Rest  of  f[iith  and  love,  -         .         -       65 

Rejoicing  that  the  Lord  is  King,  -  .  rS 
Relief  from  ttie  gulph  of  despair,  .       85 

)iobe  of  righteousness,     -         -         -  II5 


XI.  INDEX    TO    SUBJECTS. 

s. 

Salvation  ever  during  theme,    -  -        -  105 

Sanctifying  love  of  Jesus,      -        -  -       106 

Soldiers  of  the  cross,  .        -          89  90  91110 

Sea  and  earth,  shouting  hossanna,  -        -  131 

Standing  on  Zion's  hill,          -         -  -       132 

Sinners  poor  and  needy  invited,     -  -       15 

Sabbath  day,     -        -         -        -  33  67  70 

Sojourning  in  a  vale  of  tears,           -  -      4^^ 

Singing  the  Redeemer's  praise,  -        -  74 

Sinners  urged  to  turn,  -         -        .  -       82 

Shepherd  of  Israel,  -        -        -  .        -  94 

Simple  souls,  expostulated  with     -  -     100 

Salvation  a  joyful  sound,  -        -  -        -  82^ 

Sacramental,          ■        -        -        -  -    104 
T. 

Thirsting  for  the  cleansing  blood  of  Jesus,  49 
The  Lord  upholds  the  weak,  -  -  -  50 
Title  read  clear  to  mansions  in  the  skies,  73 
Trinity  and  attributes,  -         -         -       133 

Telling  God  is  love,        -        -        -        -  135 

U.    ' 
United  by  grace,         _        w        -        -        52 

V. 
Vanity  of  all  below,         •        -        -        ^    47 , 
Voice  of  my  beloved,  -        .        -        .        66 

W. 

Ways  of  God  mysterious,          -        -  -  18 

Wrestling  Jacob,  -----  24 

Well  with  the  righteous,  -        -        -  -  71 

Wond'rous  cross  of  the  King  of  glory,  127 

World  conquered  by  Jesus,       -         -  128 

Watching, 130 

Y. 

Year  of  Jubilee,       -       -       -       -       -  17 


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HYMN  1.    P.  M. 

1  AWAK'D  by  Sana's  awful  sound. 
My  soul  in  giiilt  and  thrall  I  found, 

I  knew  not  what  to  do; 
O'erwhelmedwith  g-uilt — with  anguish  slsdi), 
1  he  sinner  must  be  born  again. 

Or  sink  in  endless  woe. 

2  Araaz'd  I  stood,  but  could  not  tell, 
"Which  way  to  shun  the  gates  of  hell 

For  death  and  hell  drew  near; 
I  strove  indeed,  but  strove  in  vainj 
The  sinner  must  be  born  again. 

Still  sounded  in  my  ear. 

3  Then  to  the  law  1  trembling  fled, 
It  pour'd  its  curses  on  my  head, 

1  no  relief  could  find: 
This  fearful  truth  I  found  remain. 
The  sinner  must  be  born  again, 

O'erwhelm'd  my  troubled  mind. 


4  Again  did  Sina*s  thunder  roU, 
And  g-uilt  lay  heavy  on  my  soul, 

A  vast  unwieldy  load: 
Alas!  1  heavd  and  found  it  plain. 
The  sinner  must  be  born  again. 

Or  drink  the  wrath  of  God. 

The  saints  I  heard  with  rapture  tell 
How  Jesus  conquer'd  death  and  hell. 

And  broke  the  fowler's  snare; 
Bui  when  I  found  this  truth  remain. 
The  sinner  must  be  born  again, 

I  sunk  in  deep  despair. 

6  While  thus  my  soul  in  anguish  lay, 
Jesus  of  Naz'reth  passed  that  way, 

T  felt  his  pity  move: 
The  sinner  by  his  justice  slain, 
Now  by  Ids  grace  is  born  again. 

And  sings  redeeming  love. 

7  To  heaven  the  joyful  tidings  flew. 
The  angels  tun'd  their  harps  anew. 

And  loftier  sounds  did  raise: 
All  bail  the  lamb  that  once  was  slain, 
Unnumber'd  millions  born  again. 

Shall  shout  thy  endless  praise. 

HYMN  2.    CM. 

1  AFFLICTIONS  though  they  seem  severe, 

In  mercy  oft  are  sent, 
They  stop'p'd  the  prodigal's  career. 
And  caused  him  to  repent. 

2  Although  he  no  relentings  felt, 

^lili  he  had  spent  his  store, 
His  stubborn  heart  begun  to  melt. 
When  famine  piuQh'd  him  «ore. 


I 


3  "  Whiit  have  I  guin'd  by  sin,"  he  suid, 

*'  But  hnng-er,  shume  and  tcur? 
My  fiiihcr's  house  abounds  with  bread, 
While  1  am  starving  here. 

4  "  I'll  go  and  tell  him  all  I've  done, 

Full  down  before  his  face; 
Unworthy  to  be  call'd  his  son, 
I'y  seek  a  servant's  place." 

5  His  father  saw  him  coming  back. 

He  saw,  and  ran,  and  sniil'd; 
Then  threw  his  arms  aiound  the  neck. 
Of  his  rebellious  child. 

6  "Father,  I've  sinn'd,  but  O  forgive,"— 

"  Enough,"  the  father  said, 
"Ilejoice,  my  house,  my  son's  alive, 
For  w  hom  1  mourn'd  as  dead, 

7  "Now  let  the  fatted  calf  be  slain. 

Go  spread  the  new  s  around. 

My  son  was  dead, but  lives  again; 

Was  lost  but  now  is  found." 

8  'Tis  thus  the  Lord  his  love  reveals. 

To  call  poor  sinners  home; 
More  than  a  f:\ther's  love  he  feels. 
And  welcomes  all  that  come. 


HYMN  3.     C.  M. 

I  ALL  hail  the  power  of  Jesu's  name, 
Lee  aiv^els  prostrate  fall; 
Bring  forth  the  royal  diadem. 
And  crown  him  Lord  of  all. 

J  Let  high-born  seraphs  tune  the  lyre, 
And  us  thev  tunc  it  fall, 


Ijc-fore  his  face,  who  tunes  their  choir, 
And  crown  him  Lord  ot"  all, 

3  Crown  him  ye  mornings  stars  of  light, 

He  fixM  this  floating  ball; 
'  Now  hail  the  strength  of  Israel's  might. 
And  crown  him  Lord  of  all. 

4  Crown  him  you  martyrs  of  your  God, 

Who  from  his  altar  call; 
Extol  the  stem  of  Jesse's  rod, 
And  crown  him  Lord  of  all. 

5  Ye  sbed  of  Israel's  chosen  race. 

Ye  ransom  d  of  the  fall; 
Hail  him  who  saves  you  by  his  grace, 
And  crown  him  Lord  of  all. 

6  Had  him  ye  heirs  of  David's  line, 

Whom  David  Lord  did  call; 

The  God  incarnate,  man  divine, 

And  crown  him  Lord  of  all. 

r  Sinners!  whose  love  can  ne'er  forget. 
The  wormwood  and  the  g-all, 
Go — spread  your  trophies  at  his  feet, 
And  crown  him  Lord  of  all. 

8  Let  ev'ry  tribe  and  ev'ry  tongue, 
That  hear  the  Saviour's  call; 
Now  shout  an  universal  song-, 
And  crown  him  Lord  of  all. 


HYMN   4.    L   M. 

ARISE,  mj-  tenderest  thoughts,  arise, 
To  torrents  melt  my  streaming  eycs; 
And  thou,  my  heart,  with  anguish  feel 
Those  evils,  which  thou  canst  not  heal. 


^  Sec  luinian  nature  sunk  in  shame, 
S'-c  scandal  pourM  on  Jesus'  name, 
'I'iie  father  wounded  tlirough  the  son, 
'I'he  world  abus'd,  the  soul  undone. 

"  Sec  the  short  course  of  vain  delight. 
Closing  in  everlasting  night, 
In  flames  that  no  abatement  know, 
Though  briny  tears  for  ever  flow. 

4  My  God,  I  feel  the  mournful  scene; 
My  bowels  yearn  o'er  dying  men; 
And  fain  my  pity  would  reclaim. 

And  snatch  tlie  fire-brands  from  the  flame! 

5  But  feeble  my  compassion  proves, 
And  can  but  weep  where  most  it  loves; 
Thine  own  all-saving  arm  employ. 
And  turn  tiicse  drops  of  grief  to  joy. 

HYMN  5.     P.  M. 

1  BEGONE!  unbelief,  my  Saviour  is  near. 
And  for  my  relief  will  surely  appear, 

By  pray'r  let  me  wrestle,  and  he  will  per- 
form. 
With  Christ  in  the  vessel,  I  smile  at  the  storm. 

2  Tho'  dark  be  my  way,  since  he  is  my  guide, 
'Tis  mine  to  obey,  'tis  his  to  provide; 
Though  cisterns  be  broken,  and  creatures  all 

fail, 
The  word  he  has  spoken  will  surely  prevail. 

.3  His  love  in  time  past  forbids  me  to  think. 
He'll  leave  me  at  last  in  trouble  to  sink; 
Each  sweet  Ebenezer  1  have  in  review 
Confirms  his  good  pleasure  tobring  me  quite 


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4  Since  all  that  T  meet  shall  work  for  my  good 
The  bitter  is  sweet,  the  med'cine  is  food. 
Though  painftil  at  present,  'twill  cease  be. 

fore  long, 
And  then,  O  how  pleasant,  the  conqueroi's 

song. 

HYMN  6.    P.  M. 

1  BUllST,  ye  emerald  gates,  and  bring 

To  my  raptur'd  vision. 
All  the  ecstatic  joys  that  spring 

Hound  tiie  bright  Elysian: 
I>o!  \vc  lift  our  longing  eyes. 
Break,  ye  intervening  skies; 
Sons  of  righteousness  arise, ' 
Ope  the  gates  of  paradise. 

2  Floods  of  everlasting  light, 

■   Freely  flash  before  him: 
Myriads  with  supreme  delight. 

Instantly  adore  him; 
Angelic  trumps  resound  his  fame, 
Lutes  of  lucid  gold  proclaim 
All  the  music  of  his  name; 
Heaven  echoing  the  theme. 

3  Four  and  twenty  elders  rise 

Fi  om  their  princely  station; 
Shout  his  glorious  victories. 

Sing  the  great  salvation; 
Cast  their  crowns  before  his  throne, 
Cry  in  reverential  tone, 
Glory  be  to  God  alone. 
Holy-!  holy!  holy  One. 

4  Hark!  the  thrilling  symphonies, 

Seem,  methinks,  to  seize  uf: 


.loin  \vc  lo  the  Iioly  lays — 

.It*  SI  IS — Jesus — Jesus! 
Sweetest  sound  in  seraph's  soni^, 
Sweetest  note  on  niorlal's  tongue, 
/     Sweetest  carol  ever  sung- — 
Jesus — Jesus  How  along. 

HYMN  r.     L.  M. 

1  ANOTIIETl,  six  days  work  is  done; 
Another  sabbath  is  begun, 
Keturn,  my  soul,  enjoy  thy  rest, 
Improve  the  day  thy  God  has  blest. 

2  Come,  bless  the  Lord,  whose  love  assigns. 
So  sweet  a  rest  to  weary'd  minds; 
Provides  an  antepast  of  heav'n; 

And  gives  this  day  the  food  of  seven. 

3  O  that  our  thoughts  and  thanks  npay  rise. 
As  grateful  incense  to  the  skies; 

And  draw  from  heaven  that  sweet  repose, 
"NVhich  none  but  he  that  feels  it  knows. 

4  This  heav'nly  calm  wnthiathe  breast, 
Is  the  dear  pledge  of  glorious  rest, 

"^^  hich  for  the  church  of  God  remains, 
Tlie  end  of  cares,  the  end  of  pains. 

.5  In  holy  duties,  let  the  day. 
In  holy  pleasures  pass  away; 
How  sweet  a  s:ibbuth  thus  to  spend, 
In  hope  of  one  that  ne'er  shall  end. 

HYMN  8.     P.  M. 

1  BRIGHT  scenes  of  glory  strike  my  sense> 
And  all  my  passions  capture, 
Eternal  beauties  roimd  me  shine, 
Infusing  wai-mest  rapture. 


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I  dive  in  pleasures,  deep  and  full. 

In  swelling-  waves  of  glory; 
And  feel  rny  Saviour  in  my  soul. 

And  groan  to  tell  my  story. 

2  I  feast  on  honey,  milk  and  wine, 

1  drink  perpetual  sweetness; 
Mount  Zion's  beauties  round  me  shine, 

While  Christ  unfolds  his  glory! 
No  mortal  tongue  can  shew  my  joys. 

Nor  can  an  angel  tell  them; 
Ten  thousand  times  surpassing  all 

Terrestrial  worlds  or  emblems. 

3  My  captivated  spirit  flies, 

Through  shining  worlds  of  beauty. 
Dissolved  in  blushes,  loud  I  cry, 

In  praises  loud  and  mighty. 
And  here  I'll  sing  and  swell  the  strain, 

Of  harmony  delighted; 
And  with  the  millions,  learn  the  notes. 

Of  saints  in  Christ  united. 

4  The  bliss  that  rolls  through  those  above, 

Through  those  in  glory  seated. 
Which  causes  them  loud  songs  to  sing, 

Ten  thousand  times  repeated; 
Dart  through  my  soul  in  radiant  flame 

Constraining  loudest  praises; 
Overwhelming  all  my  powers  with  joy. 

While  all  within  me  blazes, 

5  When  earth  and  sea  shall  be  no  more. 

And  all  their  glory  perish. 
When  sun  and  moon  shall  cease  to  shine. 

And  stars  at  midnight  languish. 
My  joys  refin'd  shall  higher  shine. 

With  heaven's  radiant  glorj; 


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And  tell  through  one  eternr.l  d:i} , 
Love's  all  immortal  story.  . 

HYMN  9.     P.  M. 
i  COME,  my  soul,  and  let  us  try. 
For  a  little  season, 
E\  'ry  burthen  to  by  by, 

Come,  and  let  us  reason. 
What  is  this  that  casts  you  down? 
AVho  are  those  that  grieve  you? 
Speak  and  let  the  worst  he  known, 
Speaking  may  relieve  you. 

2  Christ  by  fi\ith  I  sometimes  see, 

Then  it  doth  relieve  me; 
But  my  sins  return  again, 

I'he'y  are  they  that  grieve  me. 
Troubled  like  the  lestless  sea, 

Feeble,  faint,  and  fearful; 
Plung'd  in  sin,  a  sore  disease, 

How  can  I  be  cheerful. 

.J  Think  on  what  your  Saviour  bore 

In  the  gloomy  garden. 
Sweating  blood  from  every  pore, 

To  procure  thy  pardon. 
See  him  stretch'd  upon  the  wood, 

Bleeding,  groaning,  crying, 
Suil'ring  all  the  wrath  of  God, 

Groaning,  gasping,  dying. 

HYMN  10.    L.  M. 
1  COME,  ye  that  love  the  Lord  indeed, 
Who  are  from  sin  and  bondage  freed. 
Submit  to  all  the  ways  of  God, 
And  walk  the  narrow,  happy  road. 


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CHOUUS. 

TVe're  all  united  heart  and  hand, 
Join'd  in  one  band  completely, 
We're  marching  through  ImmaniteVs  laiia, 
Ji'here  the  -waters  Jfow  most  sivectly. 

2  Great  tribulation  you  shall  meet, 

But  soon  shall  walk  the  golden  street. 
Though  hell  may  rage  and  vent  its  spite. 
Yet  Christ  will  save  his  heart's  delight. 

Cho.     TfVre  all  united,  &c. 

3  That  happy  day  will  soon  appear, 
When  Gabriel's  trumpet  you  shall  hear 
Sound  through  the  earth,  yea,  down  to  hell. 
And  call  tlie  nations  great  and  small. 

Cho.      Jl'e''re  all  united,  &c. 

4  Behold  the  world  in  burning  flames, 
Tlie  trumpet  louder  still  proclaims. 

The  workl  must  hear  and  know  her  doom; 
The  separation  day  is  come. 

Clio.     TJ'e're  all  jmiied,  &c. 

5  Behold  the  righteous  marching  home. 
And  all  the  angels  bid  them  come. 
While  Christ  tlie  judge,  these  words  pro- 
claims, 

"  Here  come  my  saints,  T  own  their  names. 
Cho.      We're  all  united,  ^c^ 

6  "Ye  everlasting  gates  fly  wide; 

"  Make  ready  to  receive  my  bride; 
♦•'Yc  harjis  of  lieav'n  now  sound  aloud, 
"Here  comes  the  purchase  of  mv  blood." 
Cho.      J  re' re  all  united,  ^c. 

7  In  grandeur  see  the  royal  line, 

In  glitterijig  ro'jcy  ihc  sun  outshine; 


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See  saints  and  anj^els  join  in  one, 
And  march  in  splendour  to  the  throne. 

Cho.      We're  all  uniied,  Uc. 

8  1'hey  stand  and  wonder  and  look  on; 
They  join  in  one  eternal  song. 
Their  great  Redeemer  to  admire, 
While  raptures  set  their  souls  on  fire. 

Cho.     We're  all  unite Jy  &c. 


HYMN  11.    P.  M. 

The  -weary  Pilgnni's  consolation. 

1  COME,  and  taste  along  with  me 

The  weary  Pilgrim's  consolation; 
Boundless  mercy  running  free, 

The  earnest  of  complete  salvation-. 
Joy  and  peace  in  Christ  1  find. 
My  heart  to  him  is  all  resign'd; 
The  fulness  of  his  power  1  prove. 
And  all  my  soul's  dissolved  in  love. 

Jesus  is  the  Pilgrim's  portion, 

His  love's  as  boundless  as  the  ocean> 

2  When  the  world  of  flesh  would  rise, 

And  strive  to  draw  me  from  my  Saviour^ 
Strangers  slight  or  friends  despise, 

I  then  more  highly  prize  his  favour. 
Friends  believe  me  when  I  tell. 
If  Christ  he  present,  all  is  well: 
The  woj'ld  and  flesh  in  vain  may  rise, 
1  all  tlieir  efforts  do  despise. 

In  the  world  I've  tribulation. 

But  in  Christ  Pve  consolation. 

3  Worldlings  hold  me  in  disdain. 

Because  I  shun  their  carnal  pleasure} 


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All  in  this  which  gives  me  pain 

Is,  that  tliey  slight  a  noble  treasure. 
But  still  among  them,  bless  the  Lord! 
Are  some  who  tremble  at  his  word; 
And  this  doth  joy  to  me  impart, 
To  tliink  the  Lord  hath  reacliM  their  heart. 

0  the  grace  to  sinners  given, 

Peace  on  earth,  and  crowns  in  heaven. 

4  When  I'm  in  the  house  of  prayer, 

1  find  him  with  the  congregation: 
Music  sweet  unto  my  ear. 

Is  the  glad  sound  of  free  salvation. 

When  J  join  to  sing  his  praise, 

"My  heart  in  holy  raptures  raise; 

I  join,  and  sing,  and  si;out  aloud. 

And  disregard  the  gazing  crowd. 
Glorious  theme  of  exultation, 
What  1  feel  is  past  expression. 

5  When  I  hear  the  pleasing  sound 

Of  weeping  mourners  just  converted. 
The  dead's  alive,  the  lost  is  found, 

The  Lord  hath  heal*d  the  broken  hearted. 
;My  heart  exults,  my  spirits  glow, 
1  love  my  Lord  and  brethren  so; 
Oh,  had  I  wings  like  Noah*s  dove, 
I  soon  would  sing  with  those  above. 

Glory,  honour,  and  salvation. 

What  I  feel  is  past  expression. 

6  Why  should  I  regard  the  frowns 

Of  those  who  mock,  deride,  or  slight  me; 
Soon  1*11  lie  beneath  the  ground. 

Beyond  the  reach  of  those  who  hate  me> 
Sorro'v\s,  toils,  and  si.fierings  o'er. 
When  once  we  reach  that  happy  shore; 


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There,  with  the  shining  hosts  above, 
I'JI  sing  and  shout  redeeming  love. 
Blessings  there  beyond  expression. 
Ever  i-oU  in  sweet  succession. 

7  Sinners  you  may  laugh  and  scorn; 

Your  moments  lost  will  be  lamented; 
The  awful  dav  is  hastening  on, 

When  you  will  wish  you  had  repented. 
Death  in  its  embraces  cold, 
Will  soon  your  mortal  bodies  hold. 
Then  all  your  pleasures  take  their  flight, 
And  down  you'll  sink  to  endless  night: 

While  you're  of  that  guilty  number. 

Your  destruction  doth  not  slumber. 

8  Fellow  smner  go  with  me; 

My  heart's  enlarged  to  receive  you; 
Shght  not  mercy  ofier'd  free. 

Come  to  Jesus,  he'll  reheve  you: 
But  if  you  oifer'd  grace  refuse, 
And  will  destruction  ever  choose; 
"Unhappy  soul  your  guilt  and  blood. 
Will  rest  on  your  defenceless  head. 

Darkness,  torment,  pain  and  sorrow. 

May  be  yours  before  to-morrow. 

9  Mourner  see  your  Saviour  stand, 

Witl)  arms  expanding  to  receive  yoxi; 
He  spreads  for  you  his  bleeding  hands 

Venture  on  him,  he'll  relieve  you. 
Cast  all  your  doubts  and  fears  aside. 
The  door  of  mercy's  open  wide; 
The  fountain  flows  which  saves  frolnstni 
Come  new  believe  and  enter  in. 

Don't  distrust  your  blessed  Saviourj 

Come,  believe,  and  iive  for  ever. 


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HYMN  12.    P.  M. 

1  EXULTING,   rejoicing,   hail  the   happy 

morning, 
The  morning  on  which  the  Saviour  Christ 

was  born; 
Angels  of  mercy  who  his  birth  attended, 
O  bear  our  loud  hosannahs  through  tlie  sky, 

2  Salvation  proclaiming  to  the  guilty  nations. 
He  comes  in  the  glory,  and  in  the  power  of 

God; 
Angels  of  mercy,  who  his  steps  attended, 
O  bear  our  loud  hosannahs  through  the  sky. 

3  Devoted,  submissive,  on  the  cross  expiring, 
He  bows  to  the  mandate  of  his  Fatlier  God; 
Angels  of  pity,  who  his  death  attended, 

O  bear  our  loud  hosannahs  through  the  sky. 

4  He  rose  from  the  dead,  and  up  to  heaven 

ascended; 
And  now  intercedeth  for  the  sons  of  men: 
Who  would  not  love  so  gracious  a  Redeemer; 
"We  hail  thee!    Prince  and  Saviour  of  lost 

mankind. 

HYMN  13.    L.  M. 

1  DON'T  you  see  my  Jesus  coming? 

Don't  you  see  him  in  yonder  cloud? 
With  ten  thousand  angels  round  him. 
See  how  they  do  my  Jesus  crowd  1 

2  Don't  you  see  his  arms  extended  ? 

Don't  you  here  his  charming  voice? 
Each  loving  heart  beats  high  for  glory, 
Oh!  roy  Jesus  is  my  choice. 


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3  Don't  you  see  the  saints'asccnding? 

Hear  them  shouting  through  the  air? 
Jesus  smihng — trumpets  soun<ling, 
Now  his  glory  they  shall  share. 

4  Don*t  you  see  the  heav'ns  open. 

And  the  saints  in  glory  there? 
Shouts  of  triumph  bursting  round  you. 
Glory,  glory,  glory  here! 

5  Come  backsliders,  tho'  you've  pierc'd  him^ 

And  have  causM  his  church  to  mourn; 
Yet  you  may  regain  free  pardon, 
If  you  will  to  him  return. 

6  Now  behold  each  loving  spirit, 

Shout  the  praise  of  his  dear  name; 
View  the  smiles  of  their  dear  Jesus, 
While  his  presence  feeds  the  flame, 

7  There  we'll  range  the  fields  of  pleasiire. 

By  our  dear  liedeemer^s  side, 
Shouting  glory,  glory,  glory, 
While  eternal  ages  glide. 

HYMN  14.    P.  M. 

1  DEAREST  Jesus— though  unseen, 

My  believing  heart  must  love  thee, 
Poor  despised  Nazarene, 

A  true  and  constant  friend  I  prove  thee! 
Sinking  in  thy  balmy  name, 
O  how  I  love  my  dearest  Lamb. 

2  Night  and  day  I  vent  my  sigh, 

Languishing  to  see  my  Saviour, 
With  warm  heart  and  wond'ring  eye, 

1  view  my  dying  Lord  for  ever: 
Here  I  always  would  abide, 
O  this  1  choose  and  nought  beside. 


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3  Like  the  widow 'd  turtle  dove, 

I,  dear  lovely  Lamb,  moum  for  thee^, 
Pants  my  soul  thy  love  to  prove. 

Crying,  O  my  God  restore  me. 
To  thy  presence  sweet  and  fair, 
O  how  I  long  to  meet  thee  there. 

4  Every  moment  seems  an  age, 

'Till  thy  presence  shall  relieve  me, 
*TilI  thy  grace  my  woes  assuage. 

And  thy  absence  no  more  grieve  me. 
Welcome,  welcome,  bleeding  Lamb, 
O  how  thy  presence  feeds  the  flame. 

5  O'er  the  hills  I  see  him  come. 

Quick  as  darts  and  piercing  lightning. 
Scattered  o'er  the  horrid  gloom. 

All  thy  joys  are  quick  and  bright'ning, 
Welcome,  welcome,  bleeding  Lamb,  , 
O  how  I  love  thy  dearest  name. 

HYMN  15.    P.  M. 

1  COME  all  ye  weary  travellers. 

And  let  us  join  to  sing. 
The  everlasting  praises 

Of  Jesus  Christ,  our  king; 
WeVe  had  a  tedious  journey 

And  tiresome,  *tis  true; 
But  see  how  many  dangers. 

The  Lord  has  brought  us  through. 

2  At  first  when  Jesus  found  us. 

He  call'd  us  unto  him; 
And  pointed  out  the  danger 

Of  falling  into  sin; 
The  world,  the  flesh,  and  Satan, 

Will  prove  a  fatal  snare. 


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Unless  we  do  reject  them, 
By  faith  and  humble  prayer. 

3  But  by  our  disobedience, 

With  sorrow  we  confess, 
We've  had  too  long-  to  wajider 

In  a  dark  wilderness; 
Where  we  might  soon  have  fainted, 

In  that  cncJKuited  ground; 
But  now  and  then  a  cluster 

Of  pleasant  grapes  we  tbund. 

4  The  pleasant  fruits  of  Canaan, 

Give  life,  and  joy,  and  peace; 
Revive  our  drooping  spirits. 

And  faith  and  love  increase; 
Confess  our  Lord  and  master, 

And  nm  at  liis  command; 
And  hasten  on  our  journey 

Unto  tlie  promis'd  land, 

5  In  faith,  and  hope,  and  patience^ 

We  now  are  going  on, 
The  pleasant  way  to  Canaan, 

Where  Jesus  Christ  is  gone; 
In  peace  and  consolation, 

We're  going  to  rejoice; 
And  Jesus  and  his  people 

For  ever  be  our  choice. 

6  Sinners,  why  stand  ye  idle. 

While  we  do  march  along? 
Has  conscience  never  told  you, 

Tliat  you  are  going  wrong, 
Down  the  broad  road  to  ruin. 

To  bear  an  endless  curse? 
Forsake  your  ways  of  siiuiing, 

Aud  come  along  with  us. 


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7  But  if  you  will  refuse  us, 

We'll  bid  you  all  farewell. 
We're  on  the  way  to  Canaan, 

And  you  the  way  to  hell. 
We're  sorry  for  to  leave  you. 

We'd  rather  you  would  go; 
Come  try  a  bleeding  Saviour, 

And  feel  salvation  flow. 

8  O  sinners,  be  awaken'd. 

To  see  your  disn\al  state; 
Repent  and  be  converted. 

Before  it  is  too  late; 
Turn  to  the  Lord  by  praying^ 

And  daily  search  liis  word; 
And  never  rest  contented. 

Until  you  find  the  Lord. 

V  Now  to  the  king  immortal. 

Be  everlasting  praise. 
For  i  n  his  holy  service 

We  mean  to  spend  our  days; 
Till  we  arrive  at  Canaan, 

The  celestial  world  above; 
W^ith  everlasting  praises, 

To  sing  redeeming  love. 

HYMN  16.    C.  M. 

1  ENQUIRE,  ye  pilgrims,  for  the  way 

That  leads  to  Zion's  hill; 
And  thither  set  your  steady  face. 
With  a  determin'd  will. 

2  Invite  the  strangers  all  around 

Your  pious  march  to  join; 
And  spread  the  sentiments  you  feel 
Of  faitU  and  love  divine.. 


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3  O  come  and  to  his  temple  haste. 

And  seek  his  favor  there; 
Before  his  footstool  humbly  bow. 
And  pour  your  fervent  prayer! 

4  O  come  and  join  your  souls  to  God 

In  everlasting  bands. 
Accept  the  blessing  he  bestows, 
With  thankful  hearts  and  hands. 

HYMN  17.    P.M. 

1  FAREWELL,  my  dear  brethren,  the  time 

is  at  hand. 
That  we  must  part  from  this  social  band. 
Our  several  engagements  now  call  us  away. 
Our  parting  is  needful — and  we  must  obey. 

2  Farewell,  my  dear  brethren,  farewell  for  « 

while. 
We'll  soon  meet  again,  if  kind  providence 

smile; 
But  when  we  are  parted  and  scattered  abroad 
We  will  pray  for  each  other  when  wresthng 

with  God. 

5  Farewell,  faitliful  soldiers,  you'll  soon  bo 

discharg'd, 
The  war  will  be  ended,  your  treasures  cn- 

larg'd; 
With  shouting  and  singing,  though  Jordan 

may  roar, 
We  will  enter  fair  Canaan,  and  rest  on  the 

shore. 

r4  Farewell,  ye  young  converts,  who  are  listed 
for  war. 
Sore  trials  await  you,  but  Jesus  is  near; 


9.9. 


Although  you  must  travel  the  dark  wilder- 
ness, 

Your  captain's  before  you,  he'll  lead  you  to 
peace. 

5  The  world,  and  the  devil,  and  hell  all  unite. 
And  bold  persecution  will  try  you  to  fright; 
But  Jesus  stands  for  you,  who  is  stronger 

than  they. 
Let  this  animate  you  to  march  on  your  way. 

6  Farewell,  seeking  mourners,  with  sad  bro. 

ken  hearts, 

0  hasten  to  Jesus,  and  choose  the  g-ood  part. 
He's  full  of  compassion,  and  mighty  to  save, 
His  arms  are  extended  your  souls  to  receive. 

7  Farewell,  faithful  Christians,  farewell  all 

around 
Perhaps  we'll  not  meet  till  the  last  trump 

shall  sound; 
To  meet  you  in  glory,  I'll  give  you  my  hand. 
Our  Saviour  to  praise  in  a  pure  social  band. 

HYMN  18.    L.  M. 

1  FAREWELL,  dear  friends,  I  must  be  gone^ 

I  have  no  home  or  stay  with  you;  • 

I'll  take  my  staff  and  travel  on, 

'Till  I  a  better  world  do  view: 

Farexuelly  farewell^  farervelL 
J\iy  loving  friends  farewell. 

2  Farewell,  my  friends,  time  rolls  along. 

Nor  wails  for  mortal's  cares  or  bliss, 

1  leave  you  liere  and  travel  on,  jl 
'Till  I  arrive  where  Jesus  is.  ^ 

Farewell t  &C' 


fid 


3  Fare  well,  my  brethren  in  the  Lord, 

To  you  I'm  bound  in  cords  of  lov€. 
Yet  we  believe  his  gracious  word, 
That  soon  we  all  shall  meet  above. 

Fare-welly  &c. 

4  Farewell,  old  soldiers  of  the  cross, 

You've  strug-g^led  long-  and  hard  for  hea- 
v'n, 
You've  counted  all  things  here  but  dross. 
Fight  on  the  crown  shall  soon  be  giv'n. 
Fareivellf  £^C/ 

5  Farewell,  ye  blooming  sons  of  God, 

Sore  conflicts  yet  await  for  you:" 
Yet  dauntless  keep  the  heavenly  road, 
*Till  Canaan's  happy  land  you  view. 

Fisrht  071,  ^g'ht  on,  Jight  on^ 
The  cro-wn  shall  soon  be  giv'n, 

6  Farewell,  poor  careless  sinners  too, 

It  grieves  my  heart  to  leave  you  here; 
Eternal  vengeance  waits  for  you, 
O  turn,  and  find  salvation  near. 

O  turn,   O  turn,   O  turn, 
Andjind  salvatitni  near. 

HYMN  19.    C.  M. 

Union  Hymn. 

1  FROM  whence  does  this  Union  arise» 

That  hatred  is  conquer'd  by  love? 
It  fastens  our  souls  with  such  ties, 
Tliat  distance  nor  time  can  remove. 

2  It  cannot  in  Eden  be  found, 

Noj  yet  in  a  Paradise  lost; 


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it  grows  on  Immanuel's  ftTound/ 
And  Jesu's  dear  blood  it  did  cost» 

8  My  friends  once  so  dear  unto  me, 
Our  souls  so  united  in  love; 
Where  Jesus  is  gone,  we  shall  be, 
In  yonder  blest  mansions  above. 

4  O  why  then  so  loth  for  to  part? 

Since  there  we  shall  soon  meet  again, 
Engrav'd  on  Immanuel's  heart, 
At  a  distance  we  cannot  remain. 

5  And  then  we  shall  see  that  bright  day; 

And  join  with  the  angels  above. 
Set  free  from  the  prisons  of  clay, 
United  in  Jesus*s  love. 

6  With  Jesus  we  ever  shall  reign, 

And  all  his  bright  glory  shall  see. 
Singing  hallelujahs,  amen; 
Amen!  even  so  let  it  be. 

HYMN  20.     L.  xM. 

1  HAIL!  sov'reign  love,  that  first  began 
The  scheme  to  rescue  fallen  man: 
Hail !   matchless,  free,  eternal  grace. 
That  gave  my  soul  a  hiding  place. 

2  Against  the  God  that  rules  the  slcy 
I  fought,  with  hands  uplifted  high^ 
Despis'd  the  offers  of  his  grace. 
Too  proud  to  seek  a  hiding  place. 

5  Enwrapt  in  dark  Egyptian  niglTt, 
Wasfoiid  of  darkness  more  than  light, 


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Madly  I  ran  the  sinful  race, 
Secure — without  an  hiding  place* 

4  But  lo!  the  eternal  counsel  ran, 
"Almig-hty  love  arrest  the  man!" 
I  felt  the  arrows  of  distress, 
And  found  I  had  no  hiding  place. 

5  Vindictive  justice  stood  in  view, 
To  Sinai's  fiery  mount  I  flew. 

Stern  justice  cried,  with  frowning  faoe, 
This  mountain  is  no  hiding  p  ace. 

6  But  lo!  a  heav'nly  voice  I  heard. 
And  mercy  for  my  soul  appeaiM; 
She  led  me  on  a  pleasant  pace. 
To  Jesus  Christ,  my  hiding  place. 

7  Should  seven  fold  storms  of  thunder  roll, 
And  shake  the  globe  from  pole  to  pole. 
No  thunder  bolt  shall  daunt  my  face* 
For  Jesus  is  my  hiding  place. 

8  On  him  Almighty  vengeance  fell. 

That  might  have  crushed  a  world  to  heljj 

He  bore  it  for  a  sinful  race, 

And  thus  became  their  hiding  place, 

9  A  few  more  rolling  scenes  at  most. 
Will  land  me  safe  on  Zion's  coast; 
There  I  shall  sing  a  song  of  grace. 
Safe  in  my  glorious  hiding  place. 

HYMN  21,     P.  M. 
1  How  lost  was  my  condition 
'Till  Jesus  made  me  whole; 
B 


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Tlhere  is  but  one  physician 
Can  cnre  a  sin-sick  soul: 

Next  door  to  death  he  found  me. 
And  snatchM  me  from  the  grave^ 

To  tell  to  all  around  me 

His  wond'rous  power  to  save. 

2  The  worst  of  all  diseases 

Is  light  compar'd  to  sin. 
On  every  part  it  seizes. 

But  rages  most  within, 
'Tis  palsy,  plague,  and  fever. 

And  madness  all  combined. 
And  none  but  a  believer 

The  least  rehef  can  find. 

3  From  men  great  skill  professing, 

I  sought  a  cure  to  gain; 
But  this  prov'd  more  distressing, 

And  added  to  my  pain. 
Some  said  that  nothing  ailed  me, 

Some  gave  me  up  for  lost; 
Thus  every  refuge  failed  me. 

And  all  my  hopes  were  cross'el. 

■4  At  length  this  great  physician, 

(How  matchless  is  his  grace,) 
Accepted  my  petition, 

And  undertook  my  case: 
First  gave  me  sight  to  view  him. 

For  sin  mine  eyes  had  seal'd; 
Then  bade  me  look  unto  him, 

I  look'd,  and  I  vvas  heal'd. 

5  A  dying,  risen  Jesus, 

Seen  by  an  eye  of  faith. 
At  once  from  dangei  frees  us. 
And  saves  the  soul  from  death. 


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Come,  then,  to  this  physician. 
His  help  he*ll  freely  give, 
llfc  He  makes  no  hard  condition, 

P5 


HYMN  22.    P.M. 


HOLY  Jesus,  lovely  lamb, 
Thine,  and  only  thine,  I  am; 
Take  my  body,'  spirit,   soul. 
Only  tliou  possess  the  whole. 

2  Thou  my  one  thing  needful  be, 
Let  me  ever  cleave  to  thee; 
Let  me  chuse  the  better  part. 
Let  me  give  thee  all  my  heart. 

3  Fairer  than  the  sons  of  men, 
■      Do  not  let  me  turn  again. 

Leave  the  fountain  head  of  bliss, 
(      Stoop  to  creature  happiness! 

!  4  Whom  have  I  on  earth  below  f 
I      Only  thee  I'd  wish  to  know; 

Whom  have  I  in  heav*n  but  thee* 
'      Thou  art  all  in  all  to  me. 

[5  All  my  treasure  is  above, 
I      AH  my  riches  is  thy  love: 

Who  the  worth  of  love  can  tell  i 

Infinite!  unsearchable! 

j6  Nothing  else  may  I  require; 

Let  me  thee  alone  desire- 
I     fi^^';!,^'^  ^hat  thy  love  provides: 
I     Wean'd  from  aU  the  world  besides' 


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HVMN  23.    L  M. 

1  H  N  STEN,  O  sinner!  to  be  nnse, 
.    And  stay  not  for  the  morrow 's  sun; 
The  longer  wisdom  you  despise, 
The  harder  is  she  to  be  won. 

S  O  hasten    mercy  to  iwphre, 

And  sta}  not  for  the  n^orrow's  sunj 
For  fear  thy  season  should  be  c*cr 
Before  this  evening's  stage  be  run. 

3  O  hasten,  shmer,  to  ret^ini. 

And  stay  not  for  the  morrow's  sun, 

For  fear  thy  lamp  should  fail  to  burn, 

Before  the  needful  work  be  done. 

4  O  hasten,  sinner,  to  be  blest, 

And  stav  not  for  the  morrow's  sun. 
For  fear  tlie  curse  should  thee  arres^ 
Before  the  morrow  be  begun.  t 

5  O  Lord,  do  thou  the  sinner  turn!  I 

Nor  let  him  stay  the  morrow 's  sum 
O  may  he  not  thy  counsel  spurn. 
But  haste,  deserved  wrath  to  shun. 


HY\IN24   P.M. 

1  IN  the  hotise  of  King  David  a  fountain  dM 

spring. 

For  sin  and  uncleanness,  from  Jesus  our  king; 

This  fountiiin  flows  sweetly,  whenever  ap- 
plied, 

It  sprang?  from  the  bowels  of  Christ  when 
he  died. 

2  Gome  all  that  have  bath'd  In  the  fmnita'm  ot' 

love, 


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And  have  felt  th'  heavy  burthen  of  guilt  to 

remove; 
Lets  praise  our  dear  Saviour,  as  long  as 

we've  breath, 
And  alter  we're  laid  in  the  dust  of  the  earth. 

3  There,  there,  we  shall  sleep,  but  not  always 

remain. 
We  look  for  the  coming  of  Jesus  again; 
AVlien  wak'd  by  the  trumpet,  we'll  lay  by 

our  shrouds, 
And  rise  to  meet  Jesus,  our  Lord,  in  the 

clouds. 

4  How  we  shall  be  fashion'd  he  does  not  de- 

clare. 

But  we  shall  be  like  him  when  he  doth  ap- 
pear; 

And  that  happy  moment  we're  longing  to 
see. 

When  we  shall  be  perfectly  happy  in  thee, 

5  Lord  Jesus  1  love  tliee  thou  knowest  very- 

well 
Assist  me  to  conquer  the  powers  of  hell; 
Though  Satan  he  rages,  and  frightens  me 

too. 
Lord  Jesus  protect  me,  and  bring  me  safe 

through. 

HYMN  25.     P.  M. 

jRock  of  Salvation. 

1  IF  life's  pleasures  charm  thee,  give  them 
not  thy  heart, 
Lest  the  gift  ensnare  thee,  from  thy  God  te 
part; 


His  favour  seek,  his  praises  speak, 
Fix  here  thy  hope's  foundation: 

Serve  him  aud  he  will  ever  be, 
The  Rock  of  thy  Salvation. 

2  If  distress  befall  thee,  painful  though  it  be, 
Let  not  grief  appal  thee,  to  thy  Saviour  flee; 

He  ever  near,  thy  piayer  will  hear. 

And  calm  thy  perturbation; 
The  waves  of  woe,  shall  nee'r  o*erflow, 

'Ihe  Rock  of  thy  Salvation. 

3  ^yhcn  earth's  prospects  fail  thee,  let  It  not 

distress, 
Better  comforts  wait  thee,  Christ  will  freely 
bless; 
To  Jesus  flee,  thy  prop  he'll  be. 

Thy  heavenly  consolation; 
For  griefs  below  cannot  o'erlhrow, 
The  Rock  of  thy  Salvation. 

4  Dangers  may  approach  thee,  let  them  not 

alarm, 
Christ  will  ever  watch  thee,  and  protect  from 

harm; 
He  near  thee  stands,  witli  mighty  hands. 

To  ward  oflTeach  temptation; 
To  Jes\!S  fly,  he's  ever  nigh. 

The  Rock  of  thy  Salvation. 

5  Let  not  death  alarm  thee,  shrink  not  from 

his  blow, 
For  thy  God  shall  arm  thee,  and  victory  be- 

Stov/; 
For  death  shall  bring,  to  thee  no  sting. 

The  grave  no  desolation; 
'Tis  gain  to  die,  with  Jesus, 

The  Rock  of  thv  Salvation. 


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HYMN  26.    P.  M. 

1  IF  Jesus  is  ours,  we  have  a  true  friend, 
"Whose  .qucdness  endures  the  siime  to  tlie 

end: 
Our  comforts  may  vary,  our  frames  ma}-  de- 
I  clinc; 

V»'c  ca.uiot  miscarry!  Our  aid  is  divine. 

2  Though  God  may  delay  to  shew  us  liis  light, 
'      And  heaviness  may  endure  for  a  night; 

'      Yet  joy,  in  the  morning,  sJudl  surely  abound, 
No  shadow  fef  turning,  in  Jesus,  is  found. 

j  3  The  hills  may  depart,  and  mountains  remove; 
Ikit  faithful  thou  art,  O  fountain  of  love! 
The  Father  hath  graven  our  names  on  thy 

hands: 
Our  building  in  heaven  eternally  stands, 

5  Then  tune  ev'ry  string  to  Jesus's  name! 
"Witli  angels  we'll  sing  the  song  of  tiie  Lamb: 
Thee  ev'ry  believer  shall  joyfully  praise, 
Ihou  bountiful  giver  of  glory  and  gracj. 

HYMN  27.    CM. 
1  I'VE  found  the  pearl  of  greatest  price^ 
My  heart  exults  for  joy; 
And  sing  I  must,  a  Christ  1  have, 
O  what  a  Christ  have  I ! 

5  Christ  is  my  fatherland  my  friend, 
My  brother,  and  my  love: 
My  head,  my  hope,  my  counsellor. 
My  advocate  above. 

3  My  Christ,  he  is  the  heaven  of  heavensj 
My  Christ  what  shall  I  caU  f 


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My  Christ  is  first,  my  Christ  is  last. 
My  Christ  is  all  in  all 

HYMN  28    CM. 

1  WHEN  Abram's  servant  to  procure 

A  wife  for  isaac  went, 
He  met  Rebecca — told  his  wish, — 
Her  parents  gave  consent, 

2  Yet  for  ten  days  ih^y  iirgM  the  man. 

His  journey  to  del'av; 
Hinder  me  nut,  he  quick  reply'd. 
Since  God  hath  crown'd  my  way, 

3  *Twas  thus  I  cryM,  when  Christ  the  Lord, 

My  soul  to  him  did  wed; 
Hinder  me  npty  nor  friends,  nor  foes. 
Since  God  my  way  hath  sped. 

4  Stay,  says  the  world,  and  taste  awhile. 

My  every  pleasant  sweet; 

Hinder  me  not,  my  soul  replies, 

Because  the  way  is  great. 

5  Stay,  Satan  my  old  master  cries, 

Or  force  shall  thee  detain; 
Hinder  me  not,  I  will  be  gone. 
My  God  has  broke  thy  chains* 

6  In  all  my  Lord's  appointed  ways. 

My  journey  I'll  pursue; 
Hinder  me  not,  ye  much  lov'd  saints. 
For  1  must  go  with  you. 

^  This  Hymn  may  begin  at  the  6th  verse. 


7  Through  floods  and  flarnes,  if  Jesus  lead, 
I'i   follow  where  he  g"Ot=s; 
Ilmdev  me  not,  sliall  L>c  my  cry, 
Though  earth  and  hell  opjjose. 

I  8  Through  duty,  and  through  trials  too, 
l*ii  go  at  his  coinnianvl; 
Hinder  me  not,  for  I  am  bound. 
To  my  Immanue'.'s  and. 

9  And  when  my  Saviour  calls  me  home, 
Still  this  my  cry  shall  be. 
Hinder  ine  not,  come  welcome  death, 
I'll  gladly  go  with  thee. 

HYMN  29.    P.  M. 

1  JESUS,  at  thy  command, 

I  launch  into  the  deep, 
And  leave  my  native  land. 

Where  sin  lulls  all  asleep: 
For  thee  I  would  the  world  resign, 
And  sail  to  heaven  with  thee  and  thine. 

2  Thou  art  my  pilot — wise. 

My  compass  is  thy  word: 
My  soul  each  storm  defies. 

While  I  have  such  a  Lord; 
I'll  trust  thy  faithfulness  and  power. 
To  save  me  in  the  trying  hour. 

3  Though  rocks  and  quicksands  deep. 

Through  all  my  passage  lie. 
Yet  Christ  will  safely  keep. 

And  guard  me  with  his  eye: 
M>  anchor,  hope,  will  firm  abide. 
And  ev'ry  boisterous  storm  outride. 


4  Whene'er  becalm'd  I  lie, 

And  storms  forbear  to  toss. 
Be  thou,  dear  Lord,  still  nigh. 

Lest  I  should  sufler  less; 
Por  more  the  treach'rous  culm  I  dread 
Than  tempests  bursting  o'er  my  head, 

5  By  faith  I  see  the  land. 

The  port  of  endless  rest; 
My  soul,  thy  sails  expand. 

And  fly  to  Jesu's  breast: 
O  may  1  gain  the  heavenly  shore, 
"Where  winds  and  waves  disturb  no  more, 

6  Come,  Holy  Ghost,  and  blow 

A  prosperous  gale  of  grace: 
"\V  aft  tne  from  all  below, 

To  heaven  my  destin'd  place: 
There  in  full  sail  my  port  I'll  find. 
And  leave  the  world  and  sin  behind 


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HYMN  SO,    C.  M. 

1  JERUSALEM,  my  happy  home, 

O  how  I  long  for  thee! 
When  will  my  sorrows  have  an  end 
Thy  joys  when  shall  I  see? 

2  Thy  walls  are  all  of  precious  stone, 

Most  glorious  to  behold; 
Thy  gates  are  richly  set  with  pearl. 
Thy  streets  are  pav'd  with  gold. 

5  Thy  gardens  and  thy  pleasant  walks. 
My  study  long  have  been; 
Such  dazzling  views  by  human  sight. 
Have  never  yet  been  seen. 


1  if  heaven  be  tliiis  jrlorioiis,  Lortl, 
W'hv  should  I  stay  from  thence? 
^\\vAt  folly's  this  that  I  should  dread 
To  die  and  go  from  hence? 

5  Reach  down,  O  Lord,  thy  ann  of  grace, 

And  cause  me  to  ascend, 
AVhere  congregations  ne'er  breat  up, 
And  sabbaths  never  end. 

6  Jesus,  my  Lord,  to  glory's  gone. 

Him  will  !  go  and  see; 
And  all  my  brethren  here  below, 
Will  soon  come  after  me. 

r  My  riends,  I  bid  you  all  adieu, 
I  leave  you  in  God*s  care; 
And  if  I  never  more  see  you. 
Go  on,  I'll  mett  you  tliere. 

8  When  we've  been  there  ten  thousand  years 
Bright  shining  as  the  sun, 
We've  no  less  days  to  sing  God's  praise 
Than  when  we  first  begun. 


HYMN  31.    L.  M. 

1  JESUS!  and  shall  it  ever  be 

A  mortal  man  asham'd  of  thee! 
Asham'd  of  thee,  whom  arfgels  praise, 
"Whose  glories  shine  through  endless  days. 

2  Asham'd  of  Jesus!  sooner  far 
Let  evening  blush  to  own  a  star; 
He  sheds  tht-  beams  of  light  divine 
O'er  this  benighted  soul  of  mine. 


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3  Asham'd  of  Jesus!  just  as  soon 
Let  midnlg-bt  be.asham'cl  of  noon; 
'Tis  midiilg'ht  with  my  soul  till  he, 
Brig^it  Morning  Star,  bids  darkness  flee. 

4  Asham'd  of  Jesus!  that  dear  friend 

On  whom  my  hopes  of  heav*n  dependl 
Ko,  when  I  blush — be  this  my  shame 
That  I  no  more  revere  his  name. 

5  Asham'd  of  Jesus!  yes,  I  may 
When  I've  no  guilt  to  wash  away, 
No  tears  to  wipe,  no  good  to  crave. 
No  fears  to  quell,  no  soul  to  save. 

6  'Till  then— nor  is  my  boasting  vain, 
'Till  then  I  boast  a  Saviour  slain; 
And  O  may  this  my  glory  be. 
That  Christ  is  not  asham'd  of  me. 

7  His  institutions  I  will  prize. 

Take  up  my  cross — the  shaine  despise, 
Dare  to  defend  his  noble  cause. 
And  yield  obedience  to  his  laws. 

HYMN  32.    C.  M. 

i  JESUS,  I  love  the  charming  name, 

'Tis  music  to  my  ear; 
Fain  would  I  sound  it  out  so  loud 

That  earth  and  heav'n  might  hear. 
Ves, — thou  art  precious  to  my  soul, 

My  transport  and  my  trust, 
Jewels  to  thee  are  gaudy  toys; 

And  gold  is  sordid  dust 

Chor. — ^  Saxiour!  let  creation  aingf 
A  Saviour!  let  all  heaven  Hug/ 


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He's  God -with  us,  loefeel  him  oitrs, 
Jhs  fulness  in  our  souls  he pinira, 
*Tis  almost  done — 'tis  almost  o^ei-, 
D'etre  joining  them  ■wfw're  gone  be^orCj 
lie  then  shall  meet  to  part  no  more. 


2  O  may  thy  grace  still  cheer  my  heart? 

And  sliedits  fragrance  there! 
The  noblest  balm  of  all  its  wounds. 

The  cordial  of  its  care. 
I'll  speak  the  honours  of  thy  name. 

With  my  last  lab'ring  breath; 
When  speechless,  clasp  thee  in  my  arms: 

My  joy  in  lite  and  death. 

A  Saviour,  ^c: 

riYMNSS     L.  M. 

The  good  old  ii-ay. 

1  LIFT  up  your  hearts,  Immanuel's  frieiKfsi 
And  taste  the  pleasure  Jesus  sendsj 

Let  nothingcause  you  to  delay. 
But  hasten  on  the  good  old  way, 

cwoRrs. 

And  V II  sing  hallelujah^ 

And  glory  be  to  God  on  high. 
And  Pll  sing  hallelujah, 

Tliere's  glory  beaming  thro'  the  sky. 

2  Our  conflicts  here,  though  great  they  be, 
bhuU  not  prevent  our  victory; 

If  we  but  watch,  and  strive  and  pray, 
Like  soldiers  in  the  good  old  wav. 

And  I'll  sin^,  &C. 

3  O  good  old  way!  how  sweet  thou  art, 
Muy  none  of  Us  from  the  depart. 


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But  may  our  actions  always  say, 
We're  marching  in  the  good  old  way. 

And  I'll  singf  &c. 

4  Though  Satan  may  his  powers  employ. 
Our  happiness  for  to  destroy, 

Yet  never  fear,  we'll  gain  the  day, 
And  shout  and  sing  the  good  old  way. 

And  /'Using,  &c. 

5  And  when  on  Pisgah's  top  we  stand, 
And  vie  A',  by  faith,  the  promis'd  land, 
Then  we  may  sing,  and  shout,  and  pray, 
And  march  along  the  good  old  way. 

And  I'll  sing,  S^c. 

6  Ye  valiant  souls  for  heaven  contend, 
Remember  glory's  at  the  end; 

Our  God  will  wipe  all  tears  away 
When  we  have  run  the  good  old  way. 

And  I'll  sing,  &cm 

7  Then  far  beyond  this  mortal  sliore,  * 
We'll  meet  with  those  who've  gone  before, 
Aud  shout  to  think  w6've  gain'd  the  day. 
By  marching  in  tiie  good  old  way. 

A7id  I'll  sing,  &i 


HYMN  34.    L.  M. 


i 


1  LADEN  with  guilt,  sinners  arise. 
And  view  your  bleeding  sacrifice; 

Each  purple  drop  proclaims  there's  room, 
And  bids  the  poor  and  needy  come. 

2  Beneath  your  crimes  the  victim  stood, 
Sign'd  your  acquittances  in  blood, 
Hereby  stern  justice  is  appeas'd; 
Sinners  look  up  and  bereleas'di 


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;•  3. Mercy,  truth,  peace,  and  righteousness, 
i'     Beam  from  tlic  Reconciler's  face; 

Here  look,  till  love  dissolve  your  heart, 
And  bid  your  slavish  fears  depart. 

1 4  O  quit  the  world's  delusive  charms, 
I     And  quickly  fly  to  Jesu's  arms; 
Wrestle  until  your  God  is  known. 
Till  you  can  call  the  Lord  your  own. 

HYMN  35.     F.  M. 

;  1  MERCY,  O  thou  son  of  David! 

Thus  poor  blind  Bartemus  pray'd, 
i  Others  by  thy  grace  are  saved, 
I     Now  vouchsafe  to  me  thy  aid: 
'  For  his  crying  many  chid  liim, 

B  ut  he  pray 'd  the  louder  still, 
i  'Til   his  gracious  Saviour  bid  him. 

Come  and  ask  me  what  you  will. 

2  Money  was  not  what  he  wanted, 
Though  by  begging  us'd  to  live, 
But  he  ask'd,  and  Jesus  granted 
I      Alms  wliich  none  but  he  could  give: 
[Lord,  remove  this  grievous  blindness, 
I      Let  mine  eyes  behold  the  day, 
'  Straight  he  saw.  and  won  by  kindness, 
Followed  Jesus  in  the  way. 

1 3  Now  mt- thinks  I  hear  him  singing. 

Publishing  to  all  around: 
Friends,  is  not  my  case  amazing, 
J      What  a  Saviour  I  have  found! 
I  O  that  all  the  blind  but  knew  hira. 

And  would  be  advis'd  by  me; 
;  Sure  if  they  would  come  unto  him, 

I     Uq  wovJU  Cftuse  tl^em  aU  to  $£e. 


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4  Now  1  freely  leave  my  garments. 

Follow  Jesus  in  the  way, 
He  will  guide  me  by  his  counsel, 

Lead  me  to  eternal  day; 
There  I  shall  behold  my  Saviour, 

Spotless,  innocent  and  pure, 
There  with  him  to  reign  for  ever. 

If  1  to  the  end  endure. 

HYxMN  36.     C.  M. 

1  MY  times  of  sorrow  and  of  joy. 

Great  God,  are  in  thine  hand; 
My  choicest  comforts  come  from  thee. 
And  go  at  thy  command. 

2  If  thou  shonldst  take  them  all  away, 

Yet  would  I  not  repine; 
Before  they  were  possess'd  by  me. 
They  were  entirely  thine. 

3  Nor  would  I  drop  a  murm'ring  word, 

Tho'  the  whole  world  v  ere  gone; 
But  seek  enduring  happiness. 
In  thee,  and  thee  alone. 

4  O  teach  thy  worm  whatever  his  state, 

Therewith  to  be  content; 
Thine  hand  to  bless,  thy  time  to  wait, 
And  leave  to  thee  th*  event. 

5  What  is  the  world  with  all  its  joys? 

'Tis  but  a  bitter  sweet; 
When  F  attempt  arose  to  phick, 
A  pricking  thorn  1  meet. 

6  Here  perfect  bliss  can  ne'er  be  found; 

The  honey's  mix'd  with  gall; 
'Midst  changing  scenes,  and  dying  friends^, 
Be  thou  my  uil  in  all. 


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HYMN  37.    P.  M. 

i  O  JESUS  my  Saviour,  to  thee  I  submit. 
With  love  and  thanksgiving,  fall  down  at  thy 

feet, 
The  sacrifice  offer,  my  soul  flesh,  and  blood, 
To  thee,  my  Redeemer,  my  Lord,  and  my 
God. 

3  I  love  thee,  I  love  thee,  I  love  thee  my  Lord, 
1  love  thee  my  Saviour,  I  trust  in  tliy  word, 
I  love  thee,  1  love  thee,  and  that  thou  dost 

know. 
But  how  much  I  love  thee  I  never  can  show. 

3  I  am  happy,  I  am  happy,  O  wond*rous  ac- 

count, 
My  jo\s  are  immortal,  I  stand  on  the  mount, 
1  gaze  on  my  ticiisure,  and  Unig  to  be  there. 
With  angels  my  kindred,and  Jesus  my  dear. 

4  O  Jesus,  my  Saviour,  in  thee  1  am  blest. 
My  life  and  my  treasure,  my  joy  and  my 

rest; 
Thy  grace  be  my  theme,  and  thy  name  be 

my  song. 
Thy  love  doth  inspire  both  my  heart  and 

my  tongue. 

I 

5  O  who  is  like  Jesus?  he.  is  Salem"s  bright 

king. 
He  smiles  and  lie  loves  me,  and  learns  me 

to  sing, 
I'll  pritise  him,  I'll  praise  him,  with  notes 

loud  and  shrill, 
W4»ile  rWers  of  pleasure  ihy  spirit  doth  filH. 
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HYMN  38.     P.M/ 

1  O  how  I  have  long'd  for  the  coming  of  God» 
And  sought  him  by  praying  and  searching 

his  Mord, 
With    watching   and  fasting  my  soul   was 

opprest, 
Nor  would  I  give  over  till  Jesus  had  blest. 

2  The  news  of  his  mercy,  at  length  did  ap- 

pear, 
According  topromisehe  answer'd  my  prayer 
And  glory  is  open'd  in  floods  on  my  soul, 
Salvation  from  Zion's  beginning  to  roll. 

3  The  news  of  his  mercy  is  spreading  abroad. 
And  sinners  come  crying  and  weeping  to 

God, 
Their  mourning  and  praying  is  heard  very 

loud. 
And  thousands  find  pardon  in  Jesus's  blood. 

4  Here's  more,  my  dear  Saviour,  who  fall  at 

thy  feet, 
Opprest  by  a  burden  enormously  great; 
O  raise  them,  my  Jesus  to  tell  of  thy  love 
And  shout  hallelujah  like  angels  above. 

5  I'll  sing  and  I'll  shout,  and  I'll  shout  and 

I'll  sing, 
O  God  make  the  nations  with  praises  to  ring, 
"With  loud  acclamations  of  Jesus's  love. 
And  carry  us  all  to  the  city  above. 

6  We'll  wait  for  his  chariot,  it  seems  to  draw 

near, 
O  come  my  dear  Saviour,  let  glory  appear? 
We  long  to  be  singing  and  shouting  above. 
With  angels  o'erwhelSaed  in  Jesus'«  love. 


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HYMN  39.    L.  M. 

1  OHI  give  mc,  lord  my  sins  to  mounr; 
My  sins  which  have  thy  body  torn; 
Give  me,  with  broken  heart,  to  see 
Thy  last  tremendous  agony. 

2  O  could  [  gain  the  mountain's  height. 
And  gaze  upon  the  wond'rous  sight: 
O  that  with  Salem's  daughters,  I 
Could  stand  and  see  my  Saviour  die. 

3  I'd  hang  around  his  feet,  and  cry, 
Lord  save  a  soul  condemn'd  to  die; 
And  let  a  wretch  come  near  thy  throne, 
To  plead  the  merits  of  thy  Son. 

4  Father  of  mercy,  drop  thy  frown, 
And  give  me  shelterin  thy  Son; 
And  with  my  broken  heart  comply, 
O  give  me  Jesus  or  1  die. 

,)  O  Lord,  deny  me  what  thou  wilt. 
If  thou  wilt  ease  me  of  my  guilt; 
Good  Lord,  in  mercy  hear  me  cry, 
And  give  me  Jesus  or  I  die. 

6  O  save  my  soul  from  gaping  hell. 
Or  else  with  devils  I  must  dwell; 
Oh,  might  I  enter,  now  I'm  come, 
Lord  Jesus  save  me  or  I'm  gone. 

HYMN  40.    P.  M. 
1  O  WHEN  shall  I  see  Jesus, 
And  dwell  with  him  above. 
To  drink  the  flowing  fountains. 


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When  shall  I  be  dellverM, 

From  this  vain  world  of  sin, 
And  \tith  my  blessed  Jesus 

Drink  endless  pleasure  in. 
2  But  now  I  am  a  soldier, 

My  captain's  gone  before. 
He's  given  me  my  orders. 

And  tells  me  not  to  fear. 
And  if  I  hold  out  faithful, 

A  crown  of  Ufe  he'll  give 
And  all  his  valiant  soldiers 

Eternal  life  shall  have. 

Through  grace  I  am  determin'd 

To  conquer  though  I  die. 
And  then  away  to  Jesus, 

On  wings  of  love  I'll  fly 
Farewell  to  sin  and  sorrow, 

1  bid  them  all  adieu, 
And  you  my  friends,  prove  faithful, 

And  on  your  way  pursue. 

4  And  if  you  meet  with  troubles. 

And  trials  on  the  way. 
Then  cast  your  care  on  Jesus, 

And  don'    orget  to  pray. 
Gird  on  the  heavenly  armour 

Of  faith,  and  hope,  and  love. 
And  when  your  race  is  ended 

You'll  reign  with  him  above. 

5  O  do  not  be  discouraged. 

For  Jesus  is  your  friend. 
And  if  you  lack  for  knowledge, 

He'll  not  refuse  to  lend; 
Neither  will  he  upbraid  you. 

Though  often  you  request; 
He'll  give  you  grace  to  conquer, 

And  take  you  home  to  rest. 


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HYMN  41.    P.  M. 

Description  of  Christ. 

1  O  THOU,  in  whose  presence 
My  soul  takes  delight. 

On  whom  in  affliction  1  call 
My  comfort  by  day, 
And  my  soner  in  the  night. 

My  hope,  my  salvation,  my  all. 

2  Where  dost  thou  at  noon-tide. 
Resort  with  thy  sheep. 

To  feed  on  the  pastures  of  love? 

For  why  in  the  valley 

Of  death  should  I  weep. 
Or  alone  in  the  wilderness  rove* 

.>  O  why  shoul    I  wander 
An  alien  from  thee. 

And  cry  in  the  desert  for  bread: 
Thy  foes  will  rejoice. 
When  my  sorrows  they  see, 

And  smile  at  the  tears  I  have  shed. 

4  Ye  daugliters  of  Zion, 
Declare,  have  yeu  seen 

The  star  that  on  Israel  shone? 

Say  if  in  your  tents 

My  beloved  has  been,     ' 
And  where  with  his  flocks  he  is  gone? 

5  This  is  my  beloved. 
His  form  is  divine, 

TVis  vestments  shed  odours  around; 

The  locks  on  his  head 

Are  as  grapes  on  the  vine, 
When  autunrn  with  plenty  isT;rown*d* 


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6  The  roses  of  Sharon, 
The  Uhes  that  grow, 

In  the  vales,  o\i  the  banks  of  the  stream, 

On  his  cheek  in  the  beauty 

Of  excellence  blow — 
And  his  eyes  are  as  quivers  of  beams. 

7  His  voice,  as  the  sound 
Of  the  dulcimer  sweet, 

Is  heard  through  the  shadows  of  death; 

The  cedars  of  Lebanon 

Bow  at  his  feet. 
The  air  is  perfum'd  with  his  breath. 

8  His  lips  as  a  fountain 
Of  righteousness  flow, 

That  waters  the  garden  of  grace, 

From  which  their  salvation 

The  Gentiles  shall  know. 
And  bask  in  the  smiles  of  his  face. 

9  Love  sits  in  his  eye -lids. 
And  scatters  delight 

Through  all  the  bright  mansions  o^  high:' 

Their  faces  the  cherubims 

Veil  in  his  sight, 
And  tremble  with  fulness  of  Joy.. 

10  He  looks — and  ten  thousand  

Of  angels  rejoice, 
And  myriads  wait  for  his  wordj 

He  speaks,  and  eternity 

Fill'd  with  his  voice. 
Re-echoes  the  praise  of  the  Lord. 

Second  Part. 
1  HIS  vestments  of  righteousness 

Who  shall  describe! 
Its  purity  words  would  defile. 


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The  heav'ns  from  his  preeence 
I "    Fresh  beauties  imbibe, 
,  The  earth  is  made  rich  by  his  smile^ 

I  2  Siich  is  my  beloved. 
In  excellence  bright, 
I  AVhen  pleas'd  he  looks  down  from  above 
'       Like  the  morn  when  he  breathes 
,       From  the  chambers  of  light. 
And  comforts  his  people  with  love. 

3  But  when  arm'd  with  vengeance, 
In  terror  he  comes, 

The  nations  rebellious  to  tame: 

The  reins  of  omnipotent 

Power  he  assumes, 
And  rides  in  a  chariot  of  flame. 

4  A  two-edged  sword 

From  his  mouth  issues  forth. 
Bright  quivers  of  fire  are  his  eyes; 
He  speaks,  and  black  tempests 
Are  seen  m  the  north, 
'And  storms  from  their  caverns  aris§. 

5  Ten  thousand  destructions. 
That  wait  for  his  word. 

And  ride  on  the  wings  of  his  breatl^ 

Fly  swift  as  the  wind 

At  tlie  nod  of  their  Lord, 
And  deal  out  the  arrows  of  death. 

6  His  cloud  bursting  thunders 
Their  voices  resound. 

Through  all  the  vast  regiens  on  high; 

'Till  from  the  deep  centre 

Loud  echoes  rebound, 
AqU  meet  the  quick  flame  in  the  sky. 


4S 

7  The  portals  of  heav'n 
At  his  bidding  obey, 

And  expand  ere  his  banner  appear^ 
Earth  trembles  beneath, 
'Till  her  mountains  give  way. 

And  hell  shakes  her  fetters  with  fear. 

8  When  he  treads  on  the  clouds 
As  the  dust  of  his  feet, 

And  grasps  the  big  storm  in  his  hand. 

What  eye  the  fierce  glance 

Of  his  anger  shall  meet. 
Or  who  in  his  presence  shall  stand. 

HYMN  42.    L.  M. 

1  O  GOD,  my  heart  with  love  inflame. 
That  I  may  in  thy  holy  name, 
Aloud  in  songs  of  praise  rejoice. 
While  1  have  breath  to  raise  my  voice; 
Then  I  will  shout,  tlien  I  will  sing. 
And  make  the  heavenly  arches  raig: 
I'll  sing  and  shout  for  evermore, 

On  that  eternal,  happy  shore. 

2  O  hope  of  glory,  Jesus,  come, 

And  make  my  heart  thy  constant  home; 
For  the  small  remnant  of  my  da}'s 
,   I  want  to  sing  and  shout  thy  praise. 
O  give  me,  Lord,  a  heart  to  pray. 
And  live  rejoicing  ev'ry  day; 
To  give  thee  thanks  in  ev'ry  thing. 
And  sing  and  shout,  and  shout  and  sing. 

8  Wben  on  mjr  dying  bed  I  lay. 

Lord  give  me  strength  to  shout  and  pray, 
And  praise  thee  witn  my  latest  breath 
UntU  my  voice  is  lost  in  death. 


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Then,  brethren,  sisters,  shouting  come, 
My  body  follow  to  the  tomb: 
And  as  yon  march  the  solemn  road. 
Loud  sing  and  shout  the  praise  of  God. 

4  Then  you  below,  and  I  above, 

We'll  shout  and  praise  the  God  we  love, 
Until  the  great  tremendous  day. 
When  Gabriel's  trump  shall  wake  our  clay; 
Then  from  our  dusty  beds  we'll  spring. 
And  shout,  O  death  where  is  thy  sting! 

0  grave,  where  is  thy  victory! 
We'll  shout  to  all  eternity. 

5  Our  race  is  run,  we've  gain'd  the  prize, 
Then  shall  the  sov'reign  of  the  skies, 
AVitli  smiles  unto  his  children  say. 
Come  reign  with  me  in  endless  day. 
Then  on  that  happy,  happy  shore. 
We'll  shout  and  sing  our  suff 'rings  o'er. 

I     W  e'U  sing  and  shout,  and  shout  and  sing^ 
I     And  make  the  heavenly  arches  ring. 

j  HYMN  43.  P.  M. 

1  THERE  is  a  holy  city, 

A  happy  world  above. 
Beyond  the  starry  regions. 

Built  by  the  God  of  love: 
An  everlasting  temple. 

And  saints  array'd  in  white. 
They  serve  their  great  Redeemer^ 

They  dwell  with  him  in  light. 

2  This  is  no  world  of  trouble. 

The  God  of  peace  is  there. 
He  wipes  away  their  sorrows, 
He  banishes  their  care^ 
D 


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Uheir  joys  are  still  increasing, 
Their  songs  are  ever  new, 

They  praise  the  eternal  Father, 
The  Son  and  Spirit  too. 

5  The  meanest  child  of  glory 

Outshines  the  radiant  sun; 
But  who  can  speak  the  splendour 

Of  that  eternal  throne. 
Where  Jesus  sits  exalted. 

In  godlike  majesty? 
The  elders  fall  before  him, 

The  angels  bend  the  knee, 

4  Is  this  the  man  of  sorrows, 

W  ho  stood  at  Pilate's  bar, 
Condemn'd  by  haughty  Herod, 

And  by  his  men  of  war? 
He  seems  a  mighty  conqueror. 

Who  spoirdthe  powers  below. 
And  ransom'd  many  captives 

From  everlasting  woe. 

5  The  hosts  of  sanits  around  him. 

Proclaim  his  work  of  grace; 
The  patriarchs  and  prophets. 

And  all  the  godly  race; 
Who  speak  of  fiery  trials 

And  tortures  on  their  way. 
They  came  from  tribulation. 

To  everlasting  day. 

6  Now  with  a  holy  transport, 

Thev  tell  their  sufl*rings  o'ep 

Their  tears  and  their  temptations. 

And  all  the  pains  they  bord; 


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They  turn  and  bow  to  Jesus, 

Who  gained  their  liberty 
Amid  our  fiercest  dangers. 

Our  lives  are  hid  in  thee. 

7  Long  time  I  was  invited 

To  gain  that  heav'nly  rest; 
Grace  made  no  hard  condition, 

*Twas  only  to  be  bless'd; 
But  earth's  bewitching  pleasures 

Inclined  me  long  to  stay; 
I  sought  her  dreams  and  shadow 

And  joys  that  pass  away. 

8  But  now  it  is  my  purpose 

Tlie  better  way  'o  find; 
To  serve  my  great  Creator, 

Anil  leave  my  sins  behind; 
B  guilt's  seducing  mazes 

I  will  no  longer  roam; 
I'll  give  my  soul  to  Jesus. 

Who  brings  the  ransom'd  home* 

9  And  what  shall  be  my  journey, 

How  long  I'll  stay  below. 
Or  what  shall  be  my  trials, 

Are  not  for  me  to  know: 
In  every  day  of  trouble, 

I'll  raise  my  thoughts  on  high; 
I'll  think  on  the  bright  temple. 

And  crowns  above  the  sky. 

HYMN  44.   P.  M. 

1  O  ZION,  afflicted  with  wave  upon  wave, 
Whom  no  man  can  comfort,  whom  no  man 
can  save. 


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Surrounded  with  troubles,  with  terrors  dis- 
may'd. 

"With  toiling  and  rowing"  thy  strength  is 
decay'd. 

Loud  roaring  the  billows,  now  night  thee 
o'erwhem, 

But  skilful  the  pilot  that  sits  at  the  helm; 

His  wisdom  conducts  thee,  his  power  shall 
defend, 

'Tis  he,  all  victorious,  thy  warfare  shall  end. 

2  O  fearful,  O  faithless,  in  mercy  he  cries. 
What  though  high   the  surges  to  affright 

thee  arise; 
Still,  still  I  am  with  thee,  my  promise  shall 

stand. 
Through  tossings  and  tempests  I'll  bring 

thee  to  land. 
!Forget  thee  I  will  not,  I  care  for  thy  name, 
Engrav'd  on  my  heart,  it  shall  ever  remain. 
'I'lie  palms  of  my  hands,  when  I  look  on  I 

see. 
The  wounds  I  received  when  I  suffer'd  for 

thee. 

3  The    fearful,    the  faithless,  the  weak  are 

my  care. 
The  helpless,  the  hopeless,  I  liear  their  sad 

prayer; — 
rhro'  great  tribulation  my  people  I  bring; 
And  when  they  reach  heaven,  the  louder 

they'll  sing. 
I  feel  at  my  heart,  all  thy  sighs  and  ihj 

groans, 
J'er  thou  art  most  nigh  me,  my  flush  anA 

mv  bones; 


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i.In  all  thy  afflictions,  thoug-h  great  is  my 

pain, 
i  '  They  all  are  most  needful,not  one  is  in  vain. 

j4  The  day  of  eternal  salvation  draws  near. 
When  Jesus  our  leader  will  dry  every  tear. 
Our  bodies  and  souls  shall  his  glory  partake. 
When  the  trumpet  shall  sound,  and  the  na- 
tions awake. 
I    Fight  on,  ye    old  soldiers,  you*ll  soon  be 
I  discliarg'd. 

The  war  will  be  ended,  your  treasure  en. 

larged. 
With  singing  and  shouting,  though  Jordan 

may  roar; 
We'll  enter  fair  Canaan,  and  stand  on  the 
shore. 

HYMN  45.  C.  M. 

1  SWEET  rivers  of  redeeming  lovCj 

Lie  just  before  mine  eye; 
Had  I  the  pinions  of  a  dove, 

I'd  to  those  rivers  fly: 
I'd  rise  superior  to  my  pain. 

With  joy  outstrip  the  wind: 
I'd  cross  bold  Jordan's  stormy  main^ 

And  leave  the  world  behind. 

2  W^l\ile  I'm  imprison'd  here  below. 

In  anguish,  pa':n,  and  smart, 
Oft  times  those  troubles  I  forego. 

When  love  surrounds  my  heart. 
In  darkest  shadows  of  the  nigiit, 

Faith  mounts  the  uj^pcr  skv, 
1  then  behold  uiy  heart's  dehght. 

And  would  rejoice  to  die! 


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3  I  view  the  monster  death,  and  smile, 

Now  he  has  lost  his  stiny;; 
Though  Satan  rages  all  the  wiiile, 

I  still  in  triumph  sing: 
I  hold  my  Saviour  in  my  arms, 

At  d  will  not  let  him  go; 
I'm  so  delighted  with  his  charms, 

No  other  good  I'll  know 

4  A  few  mere  days,  or  years  at  most. 

My  troubles  will  be  o'er 
I  hope  to  join  the  heav'idy  host, 

On  Canaan's  happy  shore. 
My  rapt'rous  soul  shall  drink  and  feast 

In  love's  imbounded  sea; 
The  glorious  hope  of  endless  rest, 

Is  transporting  to  me 

5  O  come,  my  Saviour,  come  away, 

And  bear  me  through  the  sky, 
Nor  let  thy  chariot  wheels  delay. 

Make  haste,  and  bring  it  nigh: 
I  long  to  see  thy  glorious  face. 

And  in  thine  image  shine; 
To  triumph  in  victorious  grace. 

And  be  for  ever  thine. 

6  Then  I  will  tune  my  harp  of  gold, 

To  my  eternal  king; 
Through  ages  that  can  ne'er  be  told, 

I'll  make  his  praises  ring: 
All  hail!  thou  great  eternal  God! 

Who  died  on  Calvary; 
And  sav'd  me  with  thy  precious  bl»od. 

From  endless  misery. 

7  Ten  thousand,  thousand  join  in  one, 

To  praise  the  Eternal  Three: 


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Prostrate  before  the  blazing  throne. 

In  deep  humlity: 
They  rise  and  tune  their  harps  of  gold, 

And  string  the  immortal  I)  re: 
And  ages  that  can  ne'er  be  told, 

Shall  raise  their  praises  higher. 

HYMN  46.  P.  M. 

1  Vital  spark  of  heavenly  flame, 
Quit,  oh  quit,  this  mortal  frame: 
Trembhiig,  hoping,  ling'ring,  flying, 
Oh   the  pain,  the  bliss  of  dying! 

Cease  fond  nature,  cease  thy  strifcj, 
And  let  me  languish  into  life. 

2  Hark!  they  whisper:  angels  say. 
Sister  spirit,  come  away: 
"What  is  this  absorbs  me  quit? 
Steals  my  senses,  shuts  my  sighi:? 

Drowiiii  my  spirit,  draws  my  breath? 
Tell  me,  my  soul,  can  tliis  be  death? 

3  The  world  recedes:  it  disappears! 
Heav*n  opens  on  my  eyes!  my  ears 
With  sounds  seraphic  ring! 

Lend,  lend  your  wings!  1  mount!  I  fly! 
O  grave!  where  is  thy  victory? 
O  death!  where  is  thy  sting? 

HYMN  47.  C    M. 

1  WHEN  langour  and  disease  invade 
This  trembling  house  of  clay, 
'Tis  sweet  to  look  beyond  my  painS; 
Ajkd  long  to  fly  away. 


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2  Sweet  to  look  inward,  and  attend; 

The  whispers  of  thy  love; 
Sweet  to  look  upwards  to  the  place 
Where  Jesus  pleads  above. 

3  Sweet  to  look  back,  and  see  my  name 

In  life's  fair  book  set  down; 
Sweet  to  look  forward,  and  behol^ 
Eternal  joys  my  own. 

4  Sweet  to  reflect  how  grace  divine 

My  sins  on  Jesus  laid; 
Sweet  to  remember  that  his  blood 
My  debt  of  sufF'ring;  paid. 

5  Sweet  in  his  righteousness  to  stand, 

Which  saves  from  second  death; 
Sweet  to  experience  day  by  day. 
His  Spirit's  quick'ning  breath, 

6  Sweet  in  his  faithfulness  to  rest. 

Whose  love  can  never  end; 
Sweet  on  his  covenant  of  grace 
For  all  things  to  depend. 

7  If  such  the  sweetness  of  the  streams, 

What  must  the  fountain  be, 
Where  saints  and  ang^els  draw  their  bliss 
Immediately  from  thee! 

HYMN  48    CM. 

1  Sweet  to  rejoice  in  lively  hope, 

That  wlien  my  change  shall  come, 
Angels  shall  hover  round  my  bed. 
And  waft  my  spirit  home. 


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2  There  shall  my  disernbodietl  soul 
View  Jesus,  and  adore; 
Be  with  his  likeness  satisfied. 
And  grieve  and  sin  no  more. 

J  3  Shall  see  hin\  wear  that  very  flesh 
On  whicli  my  {^uilt  was  lain; 
His  love  intense,  his  merit  fresh. 
As  though  but  newly  slain. 

4  Soon  too,  my  slumbVing  dust  shall  hear 

The  trumpet's  quick'ning  sound; 
And,  by  my  Saviour's  power  rebuilt. 
At  his  right  hand  be  found. 

5  These  eyes  shall  see  him  in  that  day. 

The  God  that  died  for  me; 
And  all  my  rising  bones  shall  say, 
Lord,  who  is  like  to  thee? 

6  If  such  the  views  which  grace  unfolds, 

Weak  as  it  is  below. 
What  raptures  must  the  church  above 
In  Jesu's  presence  Icnow! 

7  O  may  the  unction  of  these  truths 

For  ever  with  me  stay; 
Till,  from  her  earthly  cage  dismiss'd. 
My  spirit  flies  away. 

HYMN  49.    P.  M. 
1  SAVIOUR,  visit  thy  jilantation, 
Grant  us.  Lord,  a  gi'acious  rainl 
All  will  come  to  desolation. 
Unless  thou  return  again. 

Lo7'd  revive  ws, 
^U  our  help  must  come  from  thee. 


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2  Keep  no  longer  at  a  distance, 

Shine  upon  us  from  on  high: 
I.est  for  want  of  thine  assistance, 
Every  plant  should  droop  and  di^ 
Lordy  revive  us,  &C' 

3  Surely  once  thy  garden  flourishM, 

Every  part  look*d  gay  and  green: 
Then  thy  word  our  spirits  nourished; 
Happy  seasons  we  have  seen! 
Lordy  revive  us,  &c. 

4  Dearest  Saviour,  hasten  hither. 

Thou  canst  make  us  bloom  again; 
O  permit  us  not  to  wither, 
Let  not  all  our  hopes  be  vain. 
Lord,  revive  us,  &C' 

5  Let  our  mutual  love  be  fervent. 

Make  us  prevalent  '.n  pray'r; 
Let  each  one  esteemed  thy  servant. 
Shun  the  world's  bewitching  snares. 
Lord,  revive  us,  &c. 

6  Break  the  tempter's  fatal  power, 

Turn  the  stony  heart  to  flesh; 
And  begin  from  this  good  hour. 
To  revive  thy  work  afresh. 

Lord,  revive  us,  &c» 

HYMN  50.    C.  M. 

On  the   f^asaimi. 
1  SAW  ye  my  Saviour!  Saw  ve  my  Saviour! 
.Saw  ye  my  Saviour  and  God? 
Oh!  he'  died  on  Calvarj',  to  atone  for  you 
and  me. 
And  to  purchase  our  pardon  with  blood. 


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;?  He  was  extended  !  he  was  extended  ! 
I         Sli:iinefully  nailM  to  the  cross; 

Oil!   he  bow'd  liis  head  and  died,  thus  rtiy 
Lord  was  crucified, 
To  atone  for  a  world  that  was  lost. 

3  Jesus  hung  blcedinf^!  Jesus  hung  bleeding^ 

Three  dreadful  hours  in  pain; 
Oh!  the  sun  refus'd  to  shine,  when  his  ma- 
jesty divine, 
AVas  derided,  insulted  and  slain 

4  Darkness  prevailed  !  Darkness  prevailed! 

Darkness  prevail'd  o'er  the  land, 
Oh!  the  solid  rocks  were  rent  through  cre- 
ation's vast  extent. 
When  the  Jews  crucified  the  God-man, 

5  When  it  was  finish'd,  when  it  was  finish'd. 

And  the  atonement  was  made; 
He  was  taken  by  the  great,  and  embalm'd 
in  spices  sweet. 
And  in  a  new  sepulchre  was  laid. 

Hail,  mighty  Saviour!  Hail,  mighty  Saviour! 

Prince — and  the  author  of  peace, 
Oh!  he  burst  the  bands  of  death,  and  trium- 
phant through  the  east. 

He  ascfnded  to  mansions  of  bliss. 

Now  interceding!  Now  interceding! 

Pleading  that  sinners  may  live; 
Crying,  Father  I  have  died  !  O  behold  my 
hands  and  side, 

To  redeem  them:  I  pray  thee  forgive. 

I  will  forgive  them,  I  will  forgive  them. 
If  they'll  repent  and  believe, 


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Let  them  now  return  to  me  and  be  recon- 
cil'd  to  thee, 
And  salvation  they  all  shall  receive. 

HYMN  51.    P.  M. 


1  SINNRRS,  the  wariiing-  hear, 
And  haste  to  Jesu's  arms. 

Where  love  and  g-race  appear 
In  all  their  heavenly  charms; 
No  longer  from  his  mercy  roam, 
But  flee  the  dieadfiil  wrath  to  come. 

2  Long  have  you  liv'd  in  sin. 
And  priz'd  the  joys  of  earth, 

Too  long-  delighted  been 
With  vanity  and  mirth: 
No  longer  now  from  Jesus  roam, 
But  fly,  O  fly  from  wrath  to  come. 

3  Hark!  'tis  the  Saviour's  voice, 
His  promises  invite, 

O  make  h  s  grace  your  choice. 
His  name  your  chief  delight. 
O  may  you  seek  the  heavenly  home. 
And  flee  the  dreadful  wrath  to  come- 

4  No  longer  ling'ring  stand. 
On  Sodom's  sinful  plains; 

Destruction's  near  at  hand. 

And  everlasting  pains: 
No  longer  from  the  Saviour  roam, 
But  flee  the  dreadful  wrath  to  come. 

HYMN  52     P.  M. 
1  SWEET  the  moments. 

Which  before  the  cross  1  sj>endj 


3 


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Life,  and  health,  and  peace  possessing-, 
From  the  sinner's  dying  friend 

Here  I'll  sit    for  ever  viewing" 

Mercy's  streams,  in  streams  of  blood; 

Precious  drops  my  soul  bedewing". 
Plead  and  claim  my  peace  witjfi  God. 

,2  Truly  blessed  is  this  station. 

Low  before  his  cross  to  lie; 
"While  I  see  divine  compassion. 

Floating  in  his  languid  eye. 
Here  it  is  I  find  my  heaven, 

While  upon  the  Lamb  I  gaze: 
Love  I  much?  I've  much  forgiven, 

I'm  a  miracle  of  grace. 

3  Love  and  grief  my  heart  dividing, 

With  my  tears  his  feet  I'll  bathe; 
Constant  still  in  faith  abiding, 

Life  deriving  from  his  death. 
May  I  still  enjoy  this  feeling, 

In  all  need  to  Jesus  go; 
Prove  his  wounds  each  day  more  healing; 

And  himself  more  deeply  know. 

HYMN  53.     P.  M. 

1  THERE  is  a  land  of  pleasure, 

Where  streams  of  joy  forever  roll, 
' Tis  there  I  have  my  treasure, 

And  there  I  hope  to  rest  my  soul. 
Long-  darkness  dwelt  around  me. 

With  scarcely  once  a  cheering  ray; 
But  since  my  Saviour  found  me, 

A  hght  has  shone  along  my  way. 

2  My  way  is  full  of  danger. 

Hut  'tis  the  path  th'it  leads  to  Gnd; 


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Then,  like  a  valiant  soldier, 

I'll  dauntless  keep  the  happy  road. 

Now  I  must  gird  my  sword  on, 

My  helmet,  breast-plate,  and  my  shield, 

And  fight  the  host  of  Satan, 
Until  I  gain  the  heav'nly  field. 

3  I'm  on  my  way  to  Canaan, 

Still  guarded  by  my  Saviour's  hand; 
O  come  along,  dear  sinner, 

And  see  Immanuel's  happy  land. 
To  all  that  stay  behind  me, 

I  bid  a  long — a  long  farewell ! 
O  come,  or  you'll  repent  it. 

When  you  do  reach  the  gates  of  hell. 

4  The  vale  of  tears  surround  me. 

And  Jordan's  cuirent  rolls  before, 
O  how  I  -.land  and  tremble. 

To  hear  the  dismal  waters  roar! 
Whose  hand  shall  then  support  me. 

And  keep  my  soul  from  sinking  there; 
From  sinking  down  to  darkness, 

And  to  the  regions  of  despair. 

5  The  waves  shall  not  afTright  me. 

Although  they're  deeper  than  the  grave. 
If  Jesus  will  stand  by  me, 

I'll  calmly  ride  on  Jordan's  waves: 
His  word  has  calm'd  the  ocean, 

His  lamp  has  cheer'd  the  gloomy  vale: 

0  may  this  friend  be  with  me. 
When  through  the  gates  of  death  I  sail. 

6  Then  come,  thou  king  of  terrors. 

And  with  thy  weapons  lay  me  low! 

1  soon  shall  reach  that  region, 

Where  everlasting  pleasures  flow: 


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Now,  Christians  I  must  leave  you, 
A  few  more  days  to  suffer  here; 

Through  grace  I  soon  shall  meet  you — 
My  soul  exults— I'm  almost  there. 

I  T  Soon  the  archang-el's  trumpet 
(  Shall  shake  the  globe  from  pole  to  pole. 

And  all  the  wheels  of  nature 

Shall  in  a  moment  cease  to  roll. 
Then  I  sliall  see  my  Saviour, 

With  shining  ranks  of  angels  come, 
To  execute  his  vengeance, 

And  take  his  ransom'd  people  home^. 

HYMN  54.    P  M. 

1  THE  wond'rous  love  of  Jesus, 
From  doubts  and  fears  it  frees  us, 
With  pitying  love  he  sees  us, 

A  toiling  here  below. 
Through  tribulation  driven, 
"We'll  force  our  way  to  heaven; 
Through  consolation  given. 

Rejoicing  on  we'll  go. 

2  Companions  now  distressed. 
By  Satan  sore  oppressed. 
Cheer  up,  you'll  be  relieved. 

Your  captain's  gone  before: 
In  every  trying  hour, 
He'll  save  you  by  his  power. 
And  bring  you  safe  to  heaven; 

On  that  eternal  shore. 

3  O  yonder  is  the  glory, 

It  lies  but  just  before  you, 
And  there  we'll  tell  the  story 
Of  all  redeeming  love: 


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And  there  we  shall  for  eter. 
Drink  of  that  flowing  river, 
"    And  ever,  ever    ever, 

Surround  the  throne  of  love. 

4  There  in  the  blooming  garden 
Of  Eden,  gain'd  by  pardon. 
Upon  the  banks  of  Jordan, 

We  will  worship  the  Lamb: 
We'll  sing  the  song  of  Moses, 
While  Jesus  he  composes 
A  song  that  never  closes, 

Of  pleasures  to  his  name. 


HYMNSi).     P.M. 

THE  Lord's  into  his  garden  come. 
The  spices  yield  a  rich  perfume. 

The  hUes  grow  and  thrive; 
Refreshing  showers  of  grace  divine. 
From  Jesus  flow  to  every  vine. 

And  make  the  dead  revive. 

0  that  this  dry  and  barren  ground 
In  springs  of  water  may  abound, 

A  fruitful  soil  become; 
The  desert  blossom  as  the  rose. 
When  Jesus  conquers  all  his  foes. 

And  makes  his  people  one. 

The  glorious  time  is  coming  on. 
The  gracious  work  is  now  begun. 
My  soul  a  witness  is; 

1  taste  and  see  the  pardon  free 
For  all  mankind  as  well  as  me; 

Who  come  to  Christ  may  live. 


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4  The  worst  of  sinners  here  inay  find 
A  Saviour  merciful  and  kind. 

Who  will  them  All  receive; 
None  are  too  vile  who  will  repent. 
Out  of  one  sinner  legions  went, 

The  Lord  did  him  relieve. 

5  Come  brethren  dear,  who  know  the  Lord, 
And  taste  the  sweetness  of  his  word; 

In  Jesu*s  way  go  on: 
Our  trotibles  and  our  trials  here, 
Will  only  make  us  richer  there. 

When  we  arrive  at  home. 

6  We  feel  that  heav'n  is  now  begun, 
It  issues  from  the  sparkling  throne, 

From  Jesu's  throne  on  high: 
It  comes  in  floods,  we  can't  contain, 
We  drink,  and  drink,  and  drink  againt» 

And  yet  we  still  are  dry. 

7  But  when  we  come  to  dwell  above. 
And  all  surround  the  throne  of  love. 

We'll  drink  a  full  supply: 
Jesus  will  lead  his  armies  through, 
To  living  fountains  where  they  flow. 

That  never  will  run  dry. 

B  'Tis  there  we'll  reign   and  shout,  and  sing* 
And  make  the  upper  regions  ring, 

\N  hen  all  the  saints  get  home: 
Come  on,  come  on,  my  brethren  dear, 
Soon  we  shall  meet  together  there. 

For  Jesus  bids  us  come. 

9  Amen,  amen,  my  soul  replies, 
I'm  bound  to  meet  you  m  the  skiep. 
And  claim  my  mansion  there: 
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Now  here's  my  heart,  and  here's  my  hand. 
To  meet  you  on  that  heav'nly  land, 
^Vhere  we  shall  part  no  more. 

HYMN  56.     L.  M. 

The  Wheat  and  Tares. 

1  THOUGH  in  the  outward  church  below. 
The  wheat  and  tares  tog-ether  grow; 
Jesus  ere  long  will  weed  the  crop. 
And  pluck  the  tares  in  anger  up: 

For  soon  the  reaping  time  -will  come. 
And  angels  shout  the  harvest  home, 

2  Will  it  relieve  their  horrors  there; 
To  recollect  their  stations  here. 

How  much  they  heard,  how  much  they 

knew, 
How  much  among  the  wheat  they  grew? 

For  soon  the  reaping  time,  ^c. 

3  Oh!  this  will  aggravate  their  case, 
They  perish'd  under  means  of  grace; 
To  them  the  word  of  life  and  faith 
Became  an  instrument  of  death. 

And  soon,  &c. 

4  We  seem  alike  when  thus  we  meet. 
Strangers  might  think  we  all  were  wheat; 
But  to  the  Lord's  all  searching  eyes 
Each  heart  appears  without  disguise. 

And  soon,  &c* 

5  The  tares  are  spar'd  for  various  ends; 
Some  for  the  sake  of  praying  friends; 
Others  the  Lord,  against  their  will. 
Employs  his  counsels  to  fulfil. 

But  aoonf  &c. 


)  But  though  they  grow  so  tall  and  strong. 
His  plan  will  not  "require  them  long; 
In  harvest  when  he  saves  his  own, 
The  tares  shall  into  hell  be  thrown. 

For  so 071  f  6?e. 

r  Most  awful  thought,  and  is  it  so. 
Must  all  mankind  the  harvest  know? 
Is  every  man  a  wheat  or  tare? 
Me,  for  that  harvest,  Lord  prepare 

For  soon  the  reaping  titne,  &c. 

HYMN  57.     P  M 

1  THY  mercy,  my  God,  is  the  theme  of  my 

song, 
The  joy  of  my  heart,  and  the  boast  of  my 

tongue: 
Thy  free  grace  alone,  from  the  first  to  the 

last. 
Hath  won  my  affections,  and  bound  my  soul 

fast. 

2  Without  thy  sweet  mercy  I  could  not  live 

here, 
Sin  soon  would  reduce  me  to  utter  despair; 
But  through  thy  free  goodness  my  spirits 

revive: 
And  he  that  first  made  me  still  keeps  me 

ahve. 

3  Thy  mercy  is  more  than  a  match  for  my 

heart. 

Which  wonders  to  feel  its  own  hardness  de- 
part; 

Dissolv'd  by  thy  goodness,  I  fall  to  the 
ground. 

And  weep  to  the  praise  of  the  mercy  I  found. 


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4  The  door  of  thy  mercy  stands  open  all  days 
To  the  poor  and  the  needy,  who  knock  bjr 

the  way, 
No  sinner  shall  ever  be  empty  sent  back, 
"Who  comes  seeking-  mercy  for  Jesus's  sake. 

5  Thy  mercy  in  Jesus  exempts  me  from  hell. 
Its  glories  I'll  sing,  and  its  wonders  I'll  tell; 
'Twas  Jesus  my  friend,  when  he  hung  on 

the  tree, 
Who  opened  the  channel  of  mercy  for  me. 

6  Great  Father  of  mercies,  thy  goodness  I 

own. 
And  the  covenant  love  of  thy  crucify'd  Son: 
All  praise  to  the  Spirit,  whose  whisper  di- 
vine, 
Seals  mercy,  and  pardon,  and  righteousne; 
vu7ie. 

HYMN  58.     P.  M. 

1  'TIS  my  happiness  below. 

Not  to  live  without  the  cross; 
But,  the  Saviour's  pow'r  to  know. 

Sanctifying  ev'ry  loss: 
Trials  must  and  will  bcfal; 

But,  with  humble  faith,  to  see. 
Love  inscrib'd  upon  them  all, 

This  is  happiness  to  me. 

2  God,  in  Isr'el,  sows  the  seeds 

Of  affliction,  pain,  and  toil; 
These  spring-  up  and  choke  the  weeds. 

Which  would  else  o'ersprcad  the  sjil; 
rials  make  the  promise  sweet; 

Trials  give  new  life  to  prayer; 
Trials  bring  me  to  his  feet, 

Lay  me  low  and  keep  me  there-. 


^9 

,3  Did  I  meet  no  trials  here, 

No  chastisements  by  the  way; 
Mig-ht  I  not  witli  reason  fear, 

I  should  prove  a  cast  away: 
Bastards  may  escape  the  rod. 

Sunk  in  earthly,  vain  delight; 
But  the  true-born  child  of  God, 

Must  not,  would  not,  if  he  mig  t. 

HYMN  59.    L.  M. 

1  THERE  is  a  heav'n  o'er  yonder  skies^ 
A  heav'n  where  pleasure  never  dies, 
A  heav'n  I  sometimes  hope  to  see. 
But  fear  again  it's*  not  for  me. 

£iit  JesiiSy  Jesus,  is  my  friend^  O  hallelujah, 
Ilalleliijah,  Jesus,  Jesu<,  is  mi/ friend. 

2  The  way  is  difficult  and  straight. 
And  narrow  is  the  gospel  gate; 

"   Ten  thousand  dangei*s  are  therein. 
Ten  thousand  snares  to  take  me  in. 

Jiut  Jesus,  &c. 

3  I  travel  through  a  world  of  foes, 
Through  conflicts  sore  my  spirit  goes; 
The  tempter  cries,  I  ne'er  shall  stand, 
Nor  reach  fair  Canaan's  happy  land. 

But  Jesus,  ^i  . 

4  The  way  of  dangers  I  am  in. 
Beset  with  devils,  men  and  sin; 
But  in  this  way,  thy  track  I  see, 

And  niark'd  with  blood  it  seems  to  be. 

Sweet  Jesus,  &c. 

5  Come  life,  come  death,  come  then  wl.a." 

will. 
His  footsteps  I  will  follow  stiU^ 


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Through  dangers  thick  and  hell's  alarms, 
I  shall  be  safe  in  his  dear  arms. 

O  Jesus,  ^c. 

6  Then,  O  my  soul  arise  and  sing. 
Yonder' s  thy  Saviour,  friend  and  king, 
With  pleasing  smiles  he  now  looks  down. 
And  cries  "press  on  and  here's  the  crown, 

O  Jesus,  ^c. 

7  "Prove  faithful  then  a  few  more  days. 
Fight  the  good  fight  and  win  the  race. 
And  then  thy  soul  with  me  shall  reign. 
Thy  head  a  ciown  of  glory  gain." 

O  Jesus y  &c, 

8  My  flesh  shall  slumber  in  the  ground, 
'Till  the  last  joyful  trump  shall  sound. 
Then  burst  the  chains  with  sweet  surprise; 
And  in  my  Saviour's  image  rise. 

O  Jesus,  &C' 

HYMN  60.    P.  M. 

1  YE  children  of  Zion,  vvho're    aiming   for 

glory. 
Enlisted  with  Jesus  to  fight  against  hell. 
New  Canaan's  bright  borders  are  now  just 

before  you. 
Though  Jordan's  proud  billows  its  banks 

over-swell. 
Ten  thousand  have  cross'd  it,  and  are  now 

in  glory, 
A  shouting  and  telling  the  triumphant  story. 
And  Jesus,  our  Saviour,   will  bring  us  all 

over. 
In  the  land  of  sweet  Canaan,   for  ever  to 

dwell. 


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4J  This  malces  my  heart  joyful,   it  fills  me 

with  pleasure. 
That  suff 'ring  and  toiling  will  one  day  be 

oer; 
At  the  feet  of  my  Saviour  I'll  there  count 

my  treasure, 
"Where  sin,  pain,  and  sorrow  can  reach  me 

no  more. 
Be  bold  and  courageous,  and  fear  not  the 

devil, 
Though  he  should  speak  of  you,  all  manner 

of  evil, 
For  though  Satan  rages,  yet  Jesus  engages 
To  bring  us  all  shouting  to  Canaan  s  bright 

shore. 

3  Like  ships  on  the  ocean,  we're  tossed  by 

commotion. 

But  Christ  is  the  pilot,  and  he's  a  sure 
guide: 

If  sick  and  afflicted,  kind  love  has  a  lotion 

Which  flows  in  abundance  from  Jesus's 
side. 

Though  Satan's  wild  whirlwinds  like  de- 
luges roaring, 

And  floods  of  temptation  as  hail  are  down 
pouring. 

Though  devils  should  haunt  you,  yet  let 
them  not  daunt  you. 

For  Jesus  rules  over  the  wind  and  the  tide. 

4  I  feel  his  love  blazing,  my  spirits  are  raising 
Had  I  angel's  (jinions,  away  would  I  go. 
And  see  that  bright  city,  and  hear  angels 

praising. 
And  all  the  enjoyment  of  glory  to  know> 


^£ 


To  our  great  Fatlier,  that  shines  through. 

out  heaven, 
All  glory  from  saints  and  from  angels  be 

given; 
My  heart's  all   on  fire,  my  Jesus   draws 

nigher. 
His  love,  like  an  ocean,  all  through  me  doth 

flow. 

3  His  love  so  constrains  me,  this  earth  can't 

contain  me, 
My  soul  is  so  joyful,  I'm  fill'd  with  new  wine, 
*Tis  grace  that  supports   me,    and  gl<lry 

awaits  me, 
While  beams  from  sweet  heaven  all  round 

me  doth  shine. 
Bright  angels  attend  me  where'er  I  am 

going, 
Sweet  Jesus  directs    me,    whatever    I'm 

doing; 
A  subject  of  wonder,   on    which   angeli 

ponder. 
That  beggars  are  raised  to  a  life  so  divine. 

HYMN  61.  S.  M. 

The  Female  Pilgritn. 

1  WttlTHER  go'st  thou.  Pilgrim  stranger, 

Passing  through  this  darksome  vale? 
Know'st  thou  not  'tis  full  of  danger. 
And  will  not  thy  courage  fail? 

Pm  bound  for  the  king-ihmf 
Will  you  go  to  glory  ivith  vwt 
Ballelujaht  hallelujah . 

2  Pilgritn,  thou  dost  justly  call  me. 

Wandering  o'er  this  waste  so  wide; 


o 


Yet  no  harm  will  e'er  befal  me, 
While  I'm  blest  with  such  a  guide. 

Vmboundf  &e, 

3  Such  a  guide! — No  guide  attends  tliee, 

I         Hence  for  thee  my  fears  arise; 

j     If  a  guardian  power  befriend  thee, 

'         'lis  unseen  by  mortal  eyes. 

'  /'»» bound,  &c\ 

[4  Yes  unseen — but  still,  believe  me» 
I         Such  a  Guide  my  steps  attendsj 
j     He'll  m  every  strait  relieve  me. 
He  from  every  harm  dtfends, 
j  /'m  bound,  ^c: 

\S  Pilgrim!  see  that  stream  before  thee. 
Darkly  winding  through  the  vale; 
Shou.d  its  deadly  waves  roll  o'er  thee. 
Would  not  then  thy  courage  fail  ? 

Fm  bound,  ^c. 

5  No:  that  stream  has  nothing  frightful. 
To  its  brink  my  steps  I  bend. 
There  my  plunge  will  be  delightful — 
There  my  pilgrimage  will  end. 

I'm  bound. 


^■^ 


?  While  I  gaz'd — with  speed  surprising, 
I        Down  tiie  stream  slie  plung  d  from  sight, 
Cazing  still,   1  saw  her  rising. 
Like  an  angel,  clotli'd  with  light. 

I'm  bound,  &fc. 

j  HYMN  62.    CM. 

'\  TO  Christ,  the  Lord,  let  every  tongue 
Jts  noblest  tribute  bring: 


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When  he's  the  subject  of  our  song. 
Who  can  refuse  to  sing-? 

2  Survey  the  beauties  of  his  face, 

And  .)n  his  glories  dwell; 
Think  of  the  wonders  of  his  grace. 
And  all  his  triumphs  tell 

3  Majestic  sweetness  sits  enthron'd 

Upon  his  awful  brow; 
His  head  with  radiant  glories  crown'd. 
His  lips  with  grace  o'erflow. 

4  No  mortal  can  with  him  compare. 

Among  tlu  sons  of  men: 
Fairer  he  is  thun  all  tlie  fair 
That  fill  the  heavenly  train. 

5  He  saw  me  plung'd  in  deep  distress. 

He  fled  to  my  relief; 
For  me  he  bore  the  shameful  cross. 
And  carried  all  my  grief. 

6  His  hand  a  thousand  blessings  pours 

V^pon  my  guilt}  head: 
His  presence  gilds  my  darkest  hours, 
And  guards  my  sleeping  bed. 

7  To  him  I  owe  my  life  and  breath. 

And  ail  the  joys  I  have: 
He  mal<es  me  triumph  over  death. 
And  saves  me  from  the  grave. 

8  To  heaven  the  place  of  his  abode 

He  brings  my  wear}  feet; 
Shews  me  ihe  glories  of  m\  (iod^ 
And  makes  my  joys  complete. 


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9  Since  from  his  bounty  I  receive 
Sucli  proofs  of  love  divine, 
llud  I  a  thovisuiul  licai  ts  to  .^ive. 
Lord,  they  should  ail  be  thine. 

HYMN  63     P.  M. 

1  '  riS  religion  that  can  give 

Sweetest  pleasures  while  we  live; 
'  Tis  re  ligion  must  supply 
Solid  comfoit  when  we  die. 

J  After  death  its  joys  will  be 
Lasting  as  eternity; 
If  the  Saviour  "is  my  friend, 
Then  my  bliss  shall  never  end. 

HYMN  64.     P    M. 

1  YE  dying  sons  of  men, 

Immerg'd  in  sin  and  woe, 
The  gospel's  voice  attend. 

While  .Jesus  sends  to  }  ou: 
Ye  perishing  and  guilty  come, 
111  Jesus'  arms  there  yet  is  room. 

2  No  longer  now  delay, 

Nor  vain  excuses  frame: 
He  bids  you  come  to-day, 

Though  poor,  and  blind,  and  lame: 
All  things  are  ready,  sinner,  come, 
For  every  trembhng  soul  there's  room. 

3  Helieve  the  heavenly  word 

His  messengers  proclaim; 
He  IS  a  gracious  Lord, 

And  faithful  is  his  name: 
Backsliding  souls,  return  and  come, 
Cast  olf  despair,  there  yet  is  room. 


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4  CompellM  by  bleedmg  love, 

Ye  wand'ring  sheep,  draw  near, 
Christ  calls  you  from  above, 
His  charming  accents  hear! 
Let  whosoever  will,  now  come: 
In  mercy's  breast  there  still  is  room, 

HYMN  65.    C.  M. 
1  WHEN  faith  presents  the  Savioui's  deallj, 
And  whispers,  "this  is  mine:" 
Sweetly  my  rising'  hours  advance. 
And  peacefully  decline. 

3  Let  outward  things  go  how  they  will. 
On  thee  I  cast  my  care; 
But  let  me  reig'n  with  thee  in  heav'n. 
Though  most  unworthy  here. 

3  Faith  in  thy  love  shall  sweeten  death, 
And  smooth  tlie  rugged  way; 
Smile  on  me,  dearest  Lord,  and  then, 
I  shall  not  wish  to  stay. 

HYMN  66  P.  M. 

1  WHEN  we  pass  tln-ough  vender  rivt- r: 
When  we  reach  the  further  shore: 

There's  an  end  of  war  for  ever; 
We  shall  see  our  foes  no  more. 

All  our  conflicts  then  shall  cease, 

rdlowM  by  eternal  peace. 

J  After  warfare,  rest  is  pleasant, 
O  how  sweet  the  prospect  isl 

'I'hough  ^-e  toil  and  strive  at  present, 
Let  us  not  repine  at  this: 

Toil,  and  pain,  and  conflict  past, 

Ail  endear  repose  at  lust. 


[S  When  vve  enter  yonder  regions; 
:   >      'When  we  touch  the  sacred  shore 
'     Blessed  thought !  no  hostile  legions. 
Can  altinn  or  trouble  more: 
¥:iv  beyond  the  reach  of  foes, 
j     We  shall  dwell  in  sweet  repose. 

!4  0  that  hope!  how  bright !  how  glorious! 
'         *  ris  his  people's  bkst  reward; 
I     In  the  Saviour's  strength  viclorious, 
I         Tiiey  at  lengtii  behold  their  Lord: 
i     In  his  kingdom  they  shall  rest; 
j  ,  In  his  love  be  fully  blest 

5  When  the  sight  of  war  alarms  us, 
Let  us  call  to  mind  our  friend; 

He  who  for  the  conflict  arms  us, 
Will  be  with  us  to  the  end: 

'  !"is  enough,  the  uar  is  his; 

t.od  our  king  and  leader  is.  , 

HYMN  67.    F.  M. 

[''I  WHAT  is  life?  'Tis  but  a  vapour; 
Soon  it  vanishes  away; 
Life  is  hke  a  dying  taper; 

O  my  soul,  why  wish  to  stay? 
Why  not  spread  thy  wings  and  fl)"". 
Straight  to  yonder  world  of  joy. 

1^  See  that  glory:  how  r'-splendent 
;  Brighter  far  than  fancy  paints, 

i      There  in  majesty  ti-anscendent, 
Jesus  reigns,  the  king  of  saints. 
Spread  thy  wings,  my  soul,  and  fly 
I  ,  Straight  to  yonder  world  of  joy. 

|3  Joyful  crowds  h-s  throne  surrounding, 
;         Sing  with  rapture  of  his  love: 


Throug-li  the  heav'ns  bis  praises  sounding'. 

Filling-  all  t))e  courts  above. 
Spr>  i:d  ti\y  wings,  my  soul,  :in(l  fly- 
Straight  to  yonder  world  of  joy. 

4  Go,  and  share  his  people's  glory; 

'>»idst  the  ransom'd  crowd  appear; 
Thine  a  joyful,  wond'rous  story; 
One  that  angels  love  to  hea-r. 
Spread  thy  wings,  my  soul,  and  fiy 
Straight  to  yonder  world  of  joy. 

HYMN  68      C.  M. 

1  YOUR  harps,  ye  trembling  saints, 

Down  from  the  willows  take; 
Loud  to  the  praise  of  Christ  our  Lord, 
Bid  every  string  awake. 

2  Tbo'  in  a  foreign  land, 

We  are  not  far  from  home; 
And  nearer  to  our  house  above. 
We  every  moment  come. 

1  His  grace  shall  to  the  end 

Stronger  and  brighter  shine; 
Nor  present  things,  nor  thing-s  to  come, 
Shall  quench  the  spark  divine. 

4  The  time  of  love  Vvill  come, 

WhtMi  we  shall  clearly  see 

Not  only  tliat  he  shed  his  blood, 

But  each  shall  say,yo?'  me. 

5  Tarry  his  leisure  then. 

Wait  the  appointed  hour; 
Wait  till  the  bridegroom  of  \-our  souls 
Reveal  his  love  with  power. 


:  6  Blest  is  the  man,  O  God, 
■  J'lint  stays  liiniself  oil  thee! 
AVlio  waits  f;;iMliy  salvation,  Lord, 
bhull  ihy  salvation  see. 

HVMN    69     P.  M. 

1  I'liniigh  earth's  wealth  allure  thee, 

W  nil  Its  many  charms; 
It  ca  ;  nee*i-  secure  tlieC', 

From  death's  rude  alarms. 
Though  tbrtuu's  -smile,  should  you  beguile; 

1\,  build  on  this  foundation; 
How  would  ileaih's  call,  your  soul  appall. 

And  blast  its  expectation. 

2  S])all  earth's  ijrightest  pleasures, 

Ciiarni  a  heav'nly  soul; 
bhall  its  fudmg  treasures, 

i-ure  it  iroiu  its  goal. 
Wi  '  you  let  tlies  •,  vain  trifles  please, 

Jleie  fix  your  Hope's  foundation; 
And  tor  earth's  to>  s,  spurn  heav'njy  joys, 

And  slight  your  soul's  salvation. 

3  Ail  earth's  brightest  prospects 

Soon  sink  to  deca\ ; 
All  ts  dreams  of  pleasure, 

^'anisheth  away. 
Not  gayest  wealth,  nor  rosy  health, 

Atlord  us  consolation; 
Wlum  dcaih  is  neur,  the\  cannot  cheer. 

With  prospects  of  salvation. 

4  But  the  Christian  places 

Trust  in  Jesr's  blood; 
A  br.ghter  course  he  traces. 
By  that  crimson  flood. 


2 


J, 


eo 

Sinners  he  cries,  lift  up  your  eyes, 
Sf  e  \  our  Lord's  sufr'ring"  station; 

He  bow'd  his  head,  for  you  he  bled. 
That  you  might  have  salvation. 

5  Will  you  slight  the  offer, 

Jesus  Christ  hath  made? 
Shall  his  goodness  proffer, 

Ev'ry  heavenly  aid  ? 
And  you  refuse,  the  good  to  chuse— 

Still  follow  inclination; 
Or  careless  run,  'till  you*re  undone, 

I^'^or  heed  your  soul's  salvation. 

6  Sinners  view  the  Christian, 

Mark  his  steady  form; 
His  hopes  are  plac'd  on  Jesus, 

He  smiles  at  life's  rude  storm. 
For  holy  love,  buoy's  him  above 

The  waves  of  tribulation; 
He  knows  no  fear,  with  Jesus  near, 

The  rock  of  his  salvation. 

7  Sinners  view  the  splendour. 

That  surrounds  the  bed; 
Where  the  happy  Christian, 

Rests  his  dying  head. 
Ilis  eager  soul,  knows  no  control, 

Ohjiear  its  exultation? 
*'Tis  gain  to  die!  with  Jesus  nigh! 

I'he  God  of  my  salvation." 

HYMNrO.    L.  M. 

Matthew  chap.  xxvi.  Terse  25. 
1  GOD  is  the  same  in  ev'ry  place, 

And  all  whose  hearts  are  so  inclin'tl, 


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His  power  in  all  liis  works  may  trace, 
His  mercy  ev'ry  wiicre  may  find. 

'2  There's  not  a  tree,  a  shrub,  or  flower. 

That  sprmgs  from  out  this  teeming  earth; 
But  bears  the  impress  of  that  pow'r, 
,         V.'hose  word  alone,  first  gave  it  birth. 
/ 

5  Behold  the  fowls  that  fill  the  air, 

riiey  plant  no  corn,  they  raise  no  breadj 
Yet  chiini  our  lleav'nly  Father's  care. 
And  by  his  tender  hand  are  fed. 

.4  The  "lilies  of  the  valley,  grow," 

j         Ahhough  they  neither  toil  nor  spin; 

'      And  Solon.on  with  all  his  show. 

Had  no  such  robes  to  "  deck  him  in." 

;  5  Hear  then  the  words  that  Jesus  saith; 

"  It  God  so  clotiie  the  tender  plant, 
p    Mich  moi'e  oh  ye  little  faith. 

Will  he  supply  your  ev'ry  want."  ♦ 

6  Let  not  to-morrow's  anxious  thought, 

Wiiat  sDall  we  eat  r  What  shall  we  drink? 
I     Disturb  your  hearts — for  we  are  taught, 
1         God  doth  for  all  his  creatures  think. 

!r  Full  well  our  lleav'nly  Father  knows, 

hat  we  of  ail  those  things  have  need; 
from  his  bounteous  hand  tJ 
For  all  a  rich  supply  indeed. 

J  8  But  first  the  kingdom  of  our  God, 

Seek  through  tiis  righteousness  so  truei 

,^    Then  fix  your  trust  upon  his  word, 

*'  Tliese  things  shall  all  be  added  you.'* 


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HYMN  n     P.    il. 

T.H'  atoning-  work  Is  done: 

The  victim's  blood  is  shed. 
And  Jesus  now  is  gone 

Kis  people's  cause  to  plead: 
H"  stands  in  heav'n  their  great  High-priest, 
Hnd  bears  Qieir  names  upon  his  breast. 

He  sprinkles  with  his  blood 

The  mercy-seat  above: 
For  Justice  had  withstood 

The  purposes  of  love: 
But  justice  now  objects  no  more: 
And  mercy  yields  her  bovmdless  store. 

No  temple  made  with  hands, 

K'lS  place  or  service  is: 
In  heav'ii  .tself  he  stands: 

All  heav'nly  priesthood  his. 
In  hi  n  the  sbadovs  of  the  law 
Are  all  fulfiird,  and  now  withdraw. 

An  I  tho'  awhile  h-  be 

Hid  from  the  eyes  of  men; 
His  people  look  to  see 

Their  great  High-priest  again; 
In  brightest  glorv  he  w  ill  come, 
An. I  take  his  waiting  j^eople  home. 

HYMN  72.    L.  M. 

■  "  BY  whom  shall  Jacob  now  arise?" 
For  Jacob's  friends  are  few, 
And,  (.^•hat  should  fill  us  with  surprise,) 
Thev  seem  divided  too. 


By  whom  shall  Jacob  now  arise?" 
For  Jacob's  foes  are  strong. 


1  r?i\d  their  triumph  in  their,  eyes. 
They  think  ht'U  fail  e'er  lon'tj. 

3  ♦=  V,\  u  Iiom  shall  Jacob  now  arise?" 

Can  an\  tell  by  whom? 
Sav,  sh;ill  this  hrancli  that  witlicrM  lies. 
Again  revive  and  bloom? 

4  Lord  thou  canst  tell — the  work  is  thine. 

The  help  of  man  is  vain. 
On  Jacob  now  arise  and  shine. 
And  he  shall  live  again. 

HYMN  73.     P.  M.     ' 

1  OriACIOUS  Lord  my  heart  is  fixed, 

Sin.^  I  will,  and  sing' of  thee; 
>]nce  the  cup  that  justice  mixed, 

Thou  hnst  dvank,  and  drank  for  mo- 
Groat  deiiv*rer! 
Thou  hast  set  the  pvis'ner  free. 

2  Lnte  and  harp,  awake  to  praise  him! 

All  my  pow'rs  your  tribute  brmg"! 
Tho'  no  praise  can  higher  raise  him, 

(VVn.it  can  higher  raise  our  king?) 
Were  I  silent, 
Ev'n  the  stones  would  rise  and  sing. 

3  M-my  were  the  chains  that  bound  me; 

n-at  the  Lord  luis  loos'd  them  ali; 
Arms  of  mercy  now  surround  me; 

Favours  these,  nor  few  nor  Siiudl, 
Saviour  kc^p  me: 
Keep  th)  servant  lest  he  fall. 

4  Fair  the  scene  that  lies  before  me: 

Life  eternal  Jesus  gives; 


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AVhile  he  waves  his  banner  o'er  me. 
Peace  and  joy  my  soul  receives; 
Sure  his  promise! 
I  shall  live  because  he  lives. 

When  the  viror'd  u'ould  bid  me  leave  thee. 

Telling  me  of  shame  and  loss: 
Saviour,  guard  me  lest  I  g^'ieve  thcef 

I.cst  1  cease  to  love  thj  cross; 
This  a  treasure: 
All  the  rest  I  count  but  -dross. 


HYMN  74.    L.  M: 

1  ENDLESS  praises 
To  our  Lord! 

Ever  be  his  name  ador'd! 

2  Angels  crown  him 
Crown  the  lamb! 

He  is  worthy — praise  his  name. 

8  Saints  adore  him, 
Sound  his  fame, 
You  he  saves  from  endless  shame. 

4  Saints  and  angels, 
•Jointly  sing: 
Glory,  glory  to  our  King! 

HYMN  73.    P.  51. 

1  IF  our  warfare  be  laborious. 

Soon  the  strife  will  reach  a  close: 
Rest  is  sweet,  secure  and  glorious, 
That  from  prosp'rous  warfare  flows,*' 
Doubly  precious, 
After  labour  is  repose. 


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Once  our  choice  was  peace  inglorious; 

Then  we  yielded  to  our  foes; 
Wai-tare  now  the  most  laborious, 
Ev'n  with  all  its  toils  we  choose, 
Glorious  warfare! 
I    Leading'  to  secure  repose,  • 

5  Are  there  many  foes  before  us, 
'        Standiii|^  to  oppose  our  way? 
j    Yet  they  sliall  not  ovLipow'r  us: 
I        This  with  boldness  we  may  sa}-; 
j  Since  Jehovali, 

:    Keeps  his  people  night  and  day. 

4  Are  we  blind  and  prone  to  error-* 
j.      God  vouclisufes  to  be  our  g-iiido; 
I    Are  we  faint  and  fwW  of  terror? 
lie  liiiTiself  is  on  our  side. 
'Tis  sufiicient; 
'    God  our  Saviour  will  provide. 

p  "When  through  him  we  prore  victorious, 
*     Then  will  strife  and  labour  cense; 
Then  our  trhimpli  will  be  g'loricus; 
*  Then  his  people  dwell  at  ease: 
And  tl'.cir  portion 
Will  be  everlasting  peace. 

'  HYMN  76.     C.  M. 

1  I,OTjU,  if  thy  people  sufler  grief, 
I        Vet  are  their  comforts  great; 
r  -Kop  are  they  left  wiUiout  relief; 
I      Thy  time  is  never  late. 

)  If  when  affliction's  waves  mix  high, 
'       l)eli\*i-ance  should  be  slow; 
I  !iy  purpose  is.  their  fai\h  to  try, 
^^ndmioke  then-  patience  j^ro'w. 


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3  In  sorrow's  sev'nfokl  furnace  tried, 

i'UiS  tho  .t^ht  n»u\  yield  them  joy: 
Tiivm,  L(/rd,  art  walking  by  their  side, 
JNer  can  th'e  fire  destroy. 

4  Yea,,  ev'n  the  flame's  destructive  pow'r, 

Directed,  Lord,  by  tiiee; 
Shall  nc^thing  but  their  bands  devour. 
And  leave  their  bodies  free, 

5  All  this  1  know.     But  in  the  hour 

Of  trial,  then  1  taint; 
And  feel  that  nothing*  but  thy  pow'r 
Can  keep  me  Iroin  complaint. 

6  Howe'er  a  mother  loves  her  own, 

I  know,  beyond  a  doubt; 
Her  love  by  thine  is  far  outdone; 
Thy  love  that  changes  not. 

7  >yhatever  light  in  man  may  shine. 

And  i^uicle  a  father's  care: 
'lis  but  a  .shadow.  Lord,  of  thine; 
Thy  wisdom  cannot  err. 

8  Of  this  convinc'd,  1  would  «  Be  still. 

And  know  that  thou  art  God;" 
Would  give  up  my  rebellious  will,  ^ 

And  kiss  thy  chast'ning  rod.  | 

9  O  teach  thy  worm,  whate'er  his  state. 

Therewith  to  be  content; 
Thine  hand  to  bless,  thy  time  to  wait, 
,     And  leave  to  tliee  th'  event. 


HYMN  77.     L.  M. 
1  BEHOLD  a  stranger  at  tJie  door! 
He  gently  knocks,  has  knock'd  before; 


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tas  waited  long",  is  wailing  still; 
^You  use  no  otiier  friend  so  ill. 

J  I '.lit  will  he  prove  a  friend  indeed  ? 
,  He  will- -tlic  ver}- friend  you  need; 
;     The  man  of  Xazareth  is  he, 

^Viih  garments  dy'd,  from  Calvar}'. 

'  lovely  attitude!  he  stands 
\'v  ith  melting  lieart  and  open  hands; 
<  >  matchless  kindness!  and  he  sliows 
liiat  matchless  kindness  to  hi^  foes. 

4  I'ise,  touch'd  with  gratitude  divine, 
'\\iru  out  his  enemy  and  thine; 
'I''irn  out  tlnit  hateful  monster,  sin, 
And  let  the  liea\  *nly  stranger  in. 


HVMX  78.     P.  M. 

1  AIY  gracious  T?edeemcr  I  love, 
!lis  praises  aloud  I'll  proclaim, 
And  join  with  tlie  armies  above^ 

To  shout  his  adorable  name. 

To  gjaze  on  bis  glor  es  divine, 

|-        Shall  be  my  eternal  em|.<loy; 

j     To  feel  them  incessantly  shine. 

My  boundless,  ineffable  joy. 

;2  He  freely  redeemed  with  his  blood, 

I  M\  soul  from  the  confines  <S  hell. 

To  live  on  the  smiles  of  my  God. 

And  in  his  sweet  presence  to  dwell. 
To  shine  with  the  angels  of  light ; 

\V  ith  saints  and  with  serajjhs  to  sing; 
To  view,  wilh  eternal  delight. 
My  Jesus,  my  Saviour,  niy  king. 


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3  Ve  palaces,  sceptres,  and  crowns. 

Your  pride  with  disd.un  1  survey; 
Your  pomps  are  but  shadows  and  sounds. 

And  pass  in  a  moment  away: 
The  crown  that  my  Saviour  bestows, 

Y^on  permanent  sun  shall  outshine; 
My  joy  everlastingly  flows. 

My  God,  my  Redeemer,  is  mine. 

HYMN  79.    P.  M. 

1  SUBJECTS  of  the  King  of  heaven, 

We  can  talk  on  glorious  themes; 
Happy  they  to  whom  'tis  given 

To  despise  the  workUing's  dreams! 
Subjects  of  the  King  of  Kings, 
We  can  speak  of  real  things. 

2  Of  his  kingdom,  and  its  glory. 

Let  us  speak  since  we  are  his.' 
Mighty  kingdoms  fam'd  in  story. 

Nothing  are  compar'd  with  this. 
All  that  makes  a  kingdom  great. 
Here  alone  is  found  to  meet. 

3  Other  thrones,  however  splendid. 

Yield  to  .time's  destructive  pow*r; 
Human  glory  soon  is  ended; 

God  appoints  its  final  hour; 
Bat  the  throne  at  which  we  bow. 
Time  can  never  overthrow. 

4  While  the  kingdoms  round  us  vanish, 

(What  that's  human  can  endure.*') 
Ev'ry  sad  reflection  banish, 

God  has  made  his  kingdom  sure. 
Other  thrones  tiKiy  shake  and  fall. 
But  his  throne  survives  them  ail. 


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Good  it  is  for  us  and  pleasant, 

I'o  converse  on  tliemes  like  tliese. 
"\^  hen  witli  God  his  saints  are  present^ 
Then  they  see  him  as  he  is. 
,     Till  that  day  we'll  talk  of  him; 
i     Heav'n  supplies  no  licher  theme. 

HYMN  80.    C.  M. 

,1  WE'LL  speak  of  Christ,  no  matter  who 
,         Should  disapprove  our  theme; 
When  he  is  precious  in  our  view. 
We  caii't  but  speak  of  him. 

id  And  he  is  precious  in  the  sight 
Of  all  who  know  his  voice; 
*Twas  he  that  brought  them  to  the  light^ 
And  taught  them  to  rejoice. 

*Tis  he  who  clieers  them  by  his  smile. 
And  .guards  them  by  his  pow'r; 

Who  keeps  them  safe  from  force  and  guile^^ 
In  ev'ry  trying  hour. 

4'  *Tis  he  who  will  conduct  tliem  home, ' 
Beyond  the  reacli  of  ill: 
Where  all  the  ransom'd  people  come. 
Where  saints  for  ever  dwell. 

t^  Let  ^lory  wreathe  his  blessed  head. 
Who  once  was  crown'd  with  thorniw 
Whose  bloo<l  upon  the  cross  was  shed; 
Whom  man  reviles  and  scorns. 

5  And  let  his  people  make  their  boast 
Of  him,  and  him  alone, 
■\Vho  came  from  heav'n  to  save  the  lostJ 
ike  praise  be  all  liis  own. 
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HYMN  81.     C.  M. 

1  THE  gospel  comes  with  welcome  news 

To  sinners  lost  like  me 
Their  various  schemes  let  others  choose; 
Saviour,  1  come  to  thee! 

2  Of  sinners  sure  I  am  the  chief. 

But  grace  is  rich  and  free 
This  welcome  truth  affords  relief 
To  sinners,  ev'n  to  me. 

3  Of  meTit  now  let  others  speak. 

But  merit  1  have  none; 

For  merit  'tis  in  vain  to  seek; 

I'm  sav  d  by  giace  alone. 

4  'Twas  grace  my  wayward  heart  first  woflj 

'Tls  grace  that  holds  me  fast: 
Grace  will  complete  the  work  begun, 
And  save  me  to  the  last. 

5  Then  shall  my  soul  with  rapture  trace 

What  God  has  done  for  me; 
And  celebrate  redeeming  grace. 
Throughout  eternity. 

HYMN  82.     C.  M. 

1  ONCE  more  the  cheerful  sun's  withdrawfit. 

And  darkness  comes  again; 
How  many  since  the  morning  dawn. 
Have  left  the  abodes  of  men! 

2  They  who  had  known  the  Saviour's  nam^^ 

Are  present  with  the  Lord; 
But  their's  is  misery  and  shame. 
Who  fought  agaiinst  bis  word. 


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3  Though  not  admitted  yet  so  near. 

As  those  who  see  his  face. 
Tlie  voice  of  mercy  still  we  hear, 
And  this  demands  our  praise. 

4  We  bless  the  Lord  that  yet  we  live 

To  close  anotlier  day: 
Our  many  trespasses  forgive. 
And  keep  us  in  the  way. 

5  When  we  shall  close  our  eyes  in  sleeps 

Preserve  us  safe  from  harm! 
From  nightly  foes  our  dwelling  keep, 
And  guird  us  with  thine  arm! 

6  And  should  we  sleep  to  wake  no  more^ 

Till  the  lusi  trumpet  sound; 

May  we    n  that  decisive  hour. 

Among  thy  sheep  be  found. 

HYMN  83.     P  M 

1  THROUGH  the  dark  and  silent  hours. 

Of  the  night,  preserve  us.  Lord! 
Safely  keep  both  us  and  ours; 

Peace  and  confidence  aiiord. 
We  are  bold,  in  thee  confiding; 
Safe  Deneatli  thy  shade  abiding. 

2  bhould  we  never  rise  again, 

Till  the  morning  of  that  day 
When  thy  glory  shall  be  seen; 

When  the  world  shall  pass  away: 
Mav  we  stand  by  thee  confessed; 
And  with  all  thy  saints  be  blessed. 

3  Since  we  cannot  tell  to-day; 

What  to-morrow's  dawn  may  bring: 


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Saviour,  draw  our  hearts  away, 
Fur  from  ev*ry  earthly  tiling. 
Make  us  in  thy  service  steady; 
Always  for  thy  coming  ready. 

HYMN  84.     P    M. 

1  PRAISE  the  Saviour,  ye  who  know  him, 

Jesus  well  deserves  your  praise; 
O  ye  careless,  turn  ye  to  him; 

Turn  from  folly's  fatal  ways. 
In  the  gospel,. 
Jesus  all  his  grace  displays: 

2  Saviour,  full  of  love  and  pity, 

Grant  repentance  to  thy  foes. 
Till  thy  saints  in  heav'n  are  with  thee, 

Let  them  on  thine  arm  repose. 
And  grow  stronger 
Till  their  glorious  strife  shall  close. 

HYMN  85.  P.  M. 

1  WHENCE     come    ye,    weeping    pilgi-injs 

whence? 
And  whither  do  ye  journey  hence? 

2  We  travel  from  the  distant  land 

The  scene  of  our  disgrace; 
We  leave  it  by  our  king's  command 

And  haste  to  see  his  face; 
We*re  bound  for  Zion's  blest  abode. 

His  people's  joy  to  share; 
O  tell  us,  if  thou  kno\v*st,  the  road 

That  will  coiiduct  us  there. 

3  Ye  happy  pilgrims  come  with  me. 
To  yonder  eminenpe  and  scq, 


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The  city  of  your  glorious  King; 
Tlien  let  your  hearts  rejoice  uiid  sing 

4  'Tis  it,  how  glorious  to  behold ! 
We  shall  be  there  ere  long. 
O  let  the  timid  now  be  bold; 
And  let  the  faint  be  strong! 

Sing,  sing,  ye  pilgrims  on  your  way. 

Let  joy  fill  ev'ry  breast ! 
Our  King  will  all  our  toils  repay, 

"When  we  liave  guin'd  our  rest. 

HYMN  86.    L.  M. 

1  O  ZION  when  I  think  on  thee, 

I  wish  for  pinions  like  the  dove; 

And  mourn  to  think  that  1  should  be 

So  distant  from  the  place  1  love. 

2  A  captive  here,  and  far  from  home. 

For  Zion's  sacred  walls  I  sigh; 
Thither  the  ransom'd  nations  come, 
And  see  the  Saviour  eye  to  eye. 

3  While  here,  I  walk  on  hostile  ground; 

The  few  that  I  can  call  my  friends, 
■     Are  like  myself  with  fetters  bound. 
And  weariness  our  steps  attends. 

4  But  yet  we  shall  behold  the  day, 

When  Zion's  children  shall  return. 
Our  sorrows  then  shall  flee  away. 
And  we  shall  never,  never  mourn. 

5  The  hope  that  such  a  day  will  come, 

Makes  ev'n  ths  captive's  portion  swee* 
Though  now  we  wander  far  from  home, 
ill  Zion  soon  we  all  shall  meet. 


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HYMN  87.     P.M. 

1  O  HAD  I  the  wings  of  a  dove, 

IM  muke  my  escape,  and  begone: 
l*d  mix  with  the  spirits  above, 

Who  encompass  yon  heav'nly  throne,      •} 
l*d  fly  from  all  labour  and  toil. 

To  the  place  where  the  \\^ary  have  rest: 
I'd  haste  from  contention  and  broil. 

To  the  peaceful  abode  of  the  blest. 

2  How  happy  are  they  who  no  more. 

Have  to  fear  the  assaults  of  the  foe! 
Arriv*d  on  the  heav'nly  shore; 

They  have  left  all  their  conflicts  below. 
They  are  far  from  all  danger  and  fear; 

While  remembrance  enhances  their  joys; 
As  the  storm  when  escap'd  will  endear. 

The  retreat  that  the  haven  supplies. 

3  Around  that  magnificent  throne. 

Where  the  Lamb  all  his  glo-y  displays; 
United  for  ever  in  one 

His  people  are  singing  his  praise. 
How  holy,  how  happy  are  they? 

No  tongue  can  express  their  delight. 
My  soul,  now  unwilling  to  stay, 

Prepares  for  her  heavenly  Sight, 

4  But  why  do  I  wish  to  be  gone.!" 

Do  I  want  from  the  danger  to  flee.'' 
And  shall  I  do  nothing  for  one. 

Who  was  once  such  a  sufl^'rer  forme? 
Ah,  Lord,  let  me  think  of  the  day. 

When  tho    wast  "rejected  of  men," 
And  put  the  base  wish  far  away. 

And  never  be  fearful  again. 


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5  Nor  less  my  perverseness  forgive; 

That  when  ease  and  prosper.ty  cotn^; 
Thy  servant  is  willing-  to  live; 

And  his  exile  prefers  to  his  home: 
Ah  Lord,  what  a  creature  am  I 

Sure  notliing  can  heighten  my  guilfi 
Forgive  me,  forgive  me,  I  cry, 

And  make  me  whatever  thou  wilt. 

HYMN  88     C   M. 

1  THERE  is  a  way  that  leads  to  death, 

A  way  that  many  go: 
In  spite' of  all  that  wisdom  saith, 
In  spite  of  future  woe. 

2  This  way  is  smooth,  'tis  fair,  and  broa^ 

'Tis  pleasant  to  the  sight. 
But  to  those,  who  take  this  road! 
It  leads  to  endless  night 

2  Another  way  there  likewise  ig. 

That  leads  to  joys  above: 

But  few  alas,  wdl  travel  this; 

'Tis  not  the  way  they  love.  ^ 

4  This  road  is  rough  and  narrow  toaj 

Nor  does  it  please  the  eye. 
But  though  'tis  difficult  to  go; 
Its  end  is  certain  joy. 

5  How  blest  are  they  whose  feet  are  found-, 

In  wisdom's  sacred  way: 
They  soon  shall  reach  the  happy  ground. 
And  there  for  ever  stay. 

6  Where  sorrow  ends  in  purest  joys; 

Where  no  complaint  remiiins: 


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tVhere  hope,  before  its  object  dies. 
And  love  triumphant  reigns. 

HYMN  89.    L.  M. 

1  WF.*VE  no  abiding  city  here. 

This  may  distress  the  worldling's  mindj 
But  should  not  cost  the  saint  a  tear. 
Who  hopes  a  better  rest  to  find. 

2  We've  no  abiding  city  here. 

Sad  truth  were  this  to  be  our  home? 
But  let  the  thought  our  spirits  cheer. 
We  seek  a  city  yet  to  come. 

3  We've  no  abiding  city  here; 

Then  let  us  hve  as  pilgrims  do; 

Let  not  tlie  world  our  rest  appear; 

But  let  us  haste  from  all  below. 

4  We've  no  abiding  city  here, 

We  seek  a  city  out  of  sight: 
Zion  its  name — ^the  Lord  is  therej 
It  shines  with  everlasting  light, 

Zionl^-jEHOVAH  is  her  streng'  h! 

Secure  she  smiles  at  all  her  foes; 
And  weary  travellers  at  length, 

Within  her  sacred  walls  repose. 

5  Thither  our  course  with  joy  we  bendj 

In  hopes  the  sacred  place  to  gain: 

Where  toil  and  pain  and  sorrow  end; 

And  peace  and  love  forever  reign. 

HYMN  90.    P.  M. 

1  PRAISE  we  him,  by  whose  kind  favoui*j 
Heav'iily  truth  has  reach'd  our  ears! 


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May  its  sweet  reviving  savour 

Fill  our  hearts,  and  calm  our  fears! 

Truth — iiow  sacred  is  the  treasure! 
Teach  us,  Lord,  its  worth  to  know! 

Yain's  the  hope,  and  short  the  pleasure. 
Which  from  other  sources  flow. 

What  of  truth  we've  now  been  hearing". 

Lord  to  ev'ry  heart  apply! 
In  the  day  of  thine  appearing, 

May  we  share  thy  people's  joy! 
Till  thou  take  us  hence  for  ever, 

Saviour  guide  us  with  thine  eye; 
This  our  aim,  our  sole  endeavor. 

Thine  to  live,  and  thine  to  die. 

HYMN  91.    P  M. 

THE  Son  of  Man  they  did  betray, 
He  was  condemn'd  and  led  away; 
Think,  O  my  soul,  on  that  dread  day, 

TiOok  on  Mount  Calvary; 
Behold  him,  lamb-like,  led  along. 
Surrounded  by  a  wicked  throng. 
Accused  by  each  lying  tongue. 
And  then  the  Lamb  of  God  they  hung 

Upon  the  shameful  tree. 

'Twas  thus  the  glorious  BufF'rer  stood, 
V/ith  hands  and  feet  nail'd  to  the  wood, 
From  ev'ry  wound  a  stream  of  blood 

Came  flowing  down  amain: 
His  bitter  groans  all  nature  shook, 
And  at  his  voice  the  rocks  were  broke, 
And  sleeping  saints  their  graves  forsook. 
While  spiteful  Jews  around  him  mock'd, 

And  laughed  at  his  pain, 
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3  Now  hung  between  the  earth  and  skies, 
Behold  In  ag-ony  he  dies;  . 
O  sinners  hear  his  mournful  cries. 

Come  see  his  tort'ring  pain, 
The  'Horning  sun  withdrew  his  hght, 
Bltisti'd,  and  refus'd  19  view  the  sight;. 
The  azure  cloth'd  jn  robes  of  night, 
All  nature  mourn*d  and  stood  affright, 

When  Christ  the  Lord  was  slain. 

4  Hark!  men  and  angels,  hear  the  Son! 
He  cries  for  help,  hut  O  there*s  none! 
He  treads  the  wine-press  all  alone, 

His  garments  stain  d  with  blood. 
In  lamentations  hear  him  cry! 
**  Eloi,  Lama,  sabacthani  ?'*^ 
Though  death  may  close  his  languid  eyes. 
He  soon  will  mount  the  upper  skies. 

The  conq'nng  Son  of  God. 

5  The  Jews  and  Romans  in  a  band, 
With  hearts  like  steel  around  him  stand. 
And  mocking  say>  "  Come  save  the  land,** 

"  Come  try  yourself  to  free." 
A  soldier  pierc'd  him  when  he  died, 
Then  healing  streams  came  from  his  side> 
And  thus  my  Lord  was  crucfy'd: 
Stern  justice  then  was  satisfy'd. 

Sinners,  for  you  and  me.  . 

6  Behold !  he  mounts  the  throne  of  stat*, 
He  fii's  the  mediatorial  seat, 

"While  millions  bowing  at  his  feet. 

With  loiid  Hosanna's  tell; 
Though  he  endur  d 'exquisite  pains. 
He  led  the  monster  death  in  chiua?> 


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Ye  seraphs  raise  your  loudest  strain", 
With  music  fill  bright  Eden's  plains. 
He  conquer'd  death  and  hell. 

7  'Tis  done,  the  dreadful  debt  is  paid, 
The  great  atonement  now  is  made. 
Sinners,  on  him  your  guilt  was  laid. 

For  you  he  spilt  his  blood; 
For  you  his  tender  soul  did  move. 
For  you  he  left  the  courts  above, 
That  you  the  length  and  breadth  might 

prove, 
And  heighth  and  depth  of  perfect  love. 

In  Christ  yoar  smiling  God. 

8  All  glory  be  to  God  on  high. 

Who  reigns  enthron'd  above  the  sky, 
"Who  sent  his  son  to  bleed  and  die, 

Glory  to  him  be  given; 
While  heaven  above  his  praise  resounds, 

0  Zion  sing,  his  grace  abounds, 

1  hope  to  shout  eternal  rounds, 

In  flaming  love  that  knows  no  bounds, 
AVhen  swallow'd  up  in  hcav'n. 

HYMN  92.    CM. 

1  INSPIRE  our  souls,  thou  heav'nly  dove. 

On  thee  we  humbly  call; 
Come,  warm  our  hearts  with  Jesu's  love, 
To  own  him  Lord  of  all. 

2  The  saints  who  now  in  glory  shine, 

And  triumph  o'er  the  fall: 
In  concert  join  with  notes  divine. 
To  praise  him  Lord  of  all. 


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3  Sinners,  who  now  In  him  believe. 

Whose  criues  are  bitter  gall. 
Pardon  and  grace  from  him  receive, 
And  bless  him  Lord  of  all. 

4  The  day  arrives  when  ev'ry  voice 

On  this  terrestrial  ball. 
Aloud  shall  sing,  exult,  rejoice. 
To  hail  him  Lord  of  all- 

5  All  heav'n,  in  one  admiring  throng", 

Before  him  prostrate  fall; 
And  join  in  sweet  seraphic  song, 
To  crown  him  Lord  of  all. 


HYMN  93.    P.M. 

1  JESUS  I  know  hath  died  for  me, 

This  is  my  hope,  my  joy,  my  rest ! 
Hither,  when  hell  assails,  I  flee, 

And  look  into  my  Saviour's  breast! 
Away,  sad  doubts  and  anxious  fear, 
Mercy  is  all  that's  written  there. 

2  Though  waves  and  storms  go  o'er  my  head. 

Though  strength,  and  health,  and  friends 
be  gone; 
Though  joys  be  withered  all,  and  dead. 

And  ev'ry  comfort  be  withdrawn; 
Steadfast  on  this  my  soul  relies, 
Father — thy  mercy  never  dies. 

3  Fix'd  on  this  ground  will  I  remain, 

"When  heart  shall  fail,  and  flesh  decay; 
This  anchor  shall  my  soul  sustain. 

When  earth's  foundations  melt  away: 
Mercy's  full  pow'r  I  then  shall  prove, 
Lov'd  with  an  everlasting  love! 


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HYMN  94.     P  M. 

1  O  THOU,  that  hear'st  the  pray'r  of  faith/ 
Wilt  thou  not  save  u  sou!  from  death, 

That  casts  itself  on  tiiee? 
I  have  no  refuge  of  my  own, 
But  fly  to  what  my  Lord  haih  done 

And  suff 'red  once  for  me. 

2  Slain  in  the  guilty  sinner's  stead. 
His  spotless  rig-hteousness  I  plead. 

And  his  availing*  blood; 
Thy  rigiiteousness  my  robe  shall  be. 
Thy  merit  shall  atone  for  me, 

And  bring  me  near  to  God. 

3  Then  snatch  me  from  eternal  death, 
The  spirit  of  adoption  breathe. 

His  consolations  send: 
By  him  some  word  of  life  impart. 
And  sweetly  whisper  to  my  heart, 

«  Thy  Maker  is  thy  friend." 

4  The  king  of  terrors  then  would  be 
A  welcome  messenger  to  me, 

To  bid  me  come  away: 
Unclog'd  by  earth  or  earthly  things 
I'd  mount,  I'd  fly  with  eager  wings 

To  everlasting  day. 

HYMN  95.    8 -7s. 

1  NOTHING  but  thy  blood,  O  Jesus, 

Can  reUeve  us  from  our  guilt, 
Nothing  else  from  sin  release  us, 
Nothing  else  the  heart  can  melt. 

2  Law  and  terrors  do  but  hard  en, 

While  they  operate  alone; 


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But  a  sense  of  blood-bought  pardon, 
Soon  dissolves  a  heart  of  stone. 

[3  Jesus,  all  our  consolations 

Flow  from  thee  the  sov'reign  good ! 

Love,  and  faith,  and  hope,  and  patience. 

Come  to  us  through  thy  rich  blood.] 

HYMN  96.     P.  M. 


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1  THOU  sweet  gliding  Kedron,  by  thy  silver 

stream. 
Our  Saviour  at  midnight,  when  Cynthia's 

pale  beam 
Shone  brigliton  the  waters,  would frequent- 

]y  sti-ay, 
And  loose  in  thy  murmurs  the  toils  of  the 

aay. 

CHOBtJS. 

Come  soi?its  and  adore  Itirn,  come  boio  at  his 

feet. 
Oh!  give  him  the  glory y  the  praise  that  is 

meet; 
Let  joyful  ffosanna*Sy  unceasing  arise, 
Aud  join  the  full  chorus  that  gladdens  the 

shies. 

2  How  damp  were  the  vapours  that  fell  on  his 

head. 

How  hard  was  his  pillovv^ — how  humble  his 
bed: 

The   angels  astonish'd,    grew   sad  at  the 
sight, 

And  follow'd  their  master  with  solemn  de- 
light. 

Csme  saints  and  adore  him^  i^c. 


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3  Oil!  garden  of  Olivet,  dear  honor'd  spot, 
The  tame  of  thy  wonders  shall  ne'er  be  for- 
got; 
The  theme  most  transporting",  to  seraphs 

above, 
The  triumph  of  sorrow,  the  triumph  of  love. 
Come  saints  and  adore,  i^c. 

HYMN  97.    S.  M. 

1  HERE  long  I  shall  not  stay, 

And  therefore  need  not  make 
A  large  provision  for  the  way. 
Since  home  my  way  I  take. 

2  Rairnent  and  food  will  be 

Enough  till  I  remove; 
Hence  every  superfluity, 
Would  but  a  burthen  prove. 

3  Jacob  of  staff  possest, 

Free  on  his  way  could  go; 
But  when  his  flocks  and  herds  increas'd. 
His  journeyings  weie  but  slow. 

4  As  through  the  world  we  glance. 

We  see  the  rich  are  dull. 

In  virtue  lingeringly  advance, 

And  careless  of  the  soul. 

5  While,  free  from  luxury. 

The  poor  move  easy  on: 
And  joyfully  the  cheerful  way  ^ 

Of  God's  commandments  run. 

6  Unfetter'd  by  those  ties. 

That  worldlings  bind  to  earth; 


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Their  souls  more  freely  mount  the  skies, 
For  things  of  nobler  worth. 

7  While  proper  care  is  given. 

To  smooth  their  ,j:i3sage  hence; 
Their  bliss  and  treasure  are  in  heaven, 
And  all  their  comfort  thence. 

8  Should  I  then  wish  for  love 

More  han  would  me  become. 
More  than  would  carry  me  above 
To  my  eternal  home. 

9  Nay,  sure  Vm  better  off 

Than  rich  in  golden  store, 

If  for  my  journey  I've  enough, 

And  not  one  atom  more. 

10  Lord,  therefore,  in  thy  grace. 

Bestow  on  me,  I  pray. 
Just  what  will  mafce  me  mend  my  pace. 
And  serve  me  on  my  way. 

HYMN  98.    C.  M. 

1  HEARTS  of  stone,  relent,  relent, 

Break — by  Jesu's  cross  subdued, 
See  his  body  mangled,  rent, 

Cover'd  with  a  gore  of  blood ! 
Sinful  suiil,  what  hast  thou  done? 
Murder  d  God's  eternal  Son! 

2  Yes,  our  sins  have  done  the  deed. 

Drove  the  nails  that  fix  him  here, 
Crown'd  with  thorns  his  sacred  head, 

Pierc'd  him  with  a  soldier's  spear. 
Made  his  soul  a  sacrifice; 
For  a  sinful  world  he  dies. 


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3  Shall  we  let  hiin  die  in  vain? 

bull  to  death  •)ursae  our  God  ? 
Open  tear  hiS  wounds  ag-ain, 

riumple  on  his  precious  blood  ? 
No:  widi  all  our  sins  we  part: 
Saviour,  take  my  broken  heart ! 

HYMN  99.    P.  M 

1  IN  the  floods  of  tribulation. 

While  the  billows  o'er  me  roll, 
Jesus  whispers  conbolation, 
And  s  .pporls  my  fainting  soul: 
Sweet  affliction. 
That  brings  Jesus  to  jny  soul. 

3  Thus  the  lion  yields  me  honey. 
From  the  eater  food  is  giv'n; 
Streiig'lhen'cl  thus  I  still  press  forward, 
Singing  as  I  wade  to  heav'n; 
Sweet  affliction, 
And  my  sins  are  all  forgiven. 

3  So,  in  darkest  dispensations, 

Doth  my  faithful  Lord  appear, 
"With  his  richest  consolations. 

To  re-animate  and  cheer: 
Sweet,  affliction. 
Thus  to  bring  my  Saviour  near. 

4  Floods  of  tribulation  heighten, 

Billows  still  around  me  roar. 
Those  who  know  not  Christ  they  frighten; 

But  my  soul  flefi-^s  their  pow*r: 
Sweet  affliction. 
Thus  to  bring  my  Saviour  near. 


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5  In  the  sacred  pag-e  recorded, 

Thus  his  word  securely  stands; 
*  Fear  not,  I'm  in  trouble  near  thee, 

Noug-ht  shall  pluck  thee  from  my  hands:" 
Sveet  affliction, 
Ev'ry  word  my  love  demands. 

6  All  I  meet  I  find  assists  me 

In  my  path  to  heav'niy  joy. 
Where,  though  trials  now  attend  me.. 

Trials  never  more  annoy; 

Sweet  affliction, 

Ev'ry  promise  gives  me  joy, 

7  Wearing  there  a  weight  of  glory. 

Still  the  path  I'll  ne'er  forget. 
But    exulting,  cry  it  led  me 

To  my  blessed  Saviour's  feet: 
^^weet  affliction. 
Which  has  brought  me  to  his  feet, 

HYMN  100.     S.  M. 

1  IN  Sharon's  lovely  rose, 

Immortal  beauties  shine; 
s  sweet  refreshin 
Its  origin  divine. 

2  How  blooming  and  how  fan*! 

O  may  my  happy  breast 
This  lovely  rose  for  ever  wear, 
And  be  supremely  blest, 

HYMN  101.    L    M. 
1  AWAKE,  my  soul,  in  joyful  lays, 
And  sing  thy  great  Redeemer's  prais.e. 
He  justly  claims  a  song  from  me. 
His  loving  kindness;  6  how  free! 


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2  He  saw  me  minM  1\v  the  fall, 
Yet  lovM  me  notwilhstaiuliiig-  all; 
He  savM  me  from  my  lost  estate, 
His  loving"-kinclMess,  O  how  great ! 

3  Though  luim'roMs  hosts  of  mighty  foes, 
Though  earth  and  hell  my  way  oppose; 
He  safely  leads  my  soul  along. 

His  loviug-kindness,  O  how  strong! 

4  When  trouble,  like  a  gloomy  cloud. 
Has  gathcr'd  thick  and  thuiiderM  loud. 
He  near  my  soul  has  always  stood, 

His  loving-kindness,  O  how  gt>od  ! 

5  Often  I  feel  my  sinful  heart 
Prone  from  my  Jesus  to  depart; 
But  thougli  1  have  him  oft  forgot, 
His  loving-kindness  changes  not. 

6  Soon  shall  I  pass  the  gloomy  vale. 
Soon  all  my  moital  pow'rs  must  fail: 
O  may  my  last  expiring  breath, 
His  loving-kindness  sing  in  death! 

7  Then  let  me  mount  and  soar  away 
To  the  bright  world  of  endless  day; 
And  suig,  with  rapture  and  surprise, 


HYMN  102.     L.  M. 

1  NOW  in  a  song  of  grateful  praise. 
To  my  dear  Lord  my  voice  I'll  raise; 
With  all  his  saints  I'll  join  to  tell, 
My  Jesus  hath  done  all  things  well. 

2  All  worlds  his  glorious  pow'r  confess; 
His  wisdom  all  his  works  exoress: 


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Rut  O'his  love,  what  tonpue  can  tell? 
My  Jesus  bath  done  all  thing-s  well. 

3  How  sov'reign,  wonderful,  and  free 
Has  beer  bis  love  to  sinful  me! 

He  pluck'd  me  as  a  brand  from  hell; 
My  Jesus  hath  done  all  things  well. 

4  I  spurn'd  his  grace,  I  broke  bis  laws, 
And  v.:'t  he  undertook  my  cause; 

To  save  me  thoug-h  I  did  rebel: 
My  Jesus  hath  done  all  thlng-s  well. 

5  And  since  my  soul  has  known  his  love, 
"What  mercies  has  he  made  me  prove; 
Mercies  which  do  all  praise  excel. 
My  Jesus  hath  done  all  things  well. 

6  Whene'er  my  Saviour  and  my  God, 
Has  on  me  laid  his  g-entle  rod, 

I  know  in  all  that  has  befel, 

My  Jesus  hath  done  all  things  well. 

7  Though  oft  a  fiery,  flaming  dart 
The  tempter  levels  at  my  heart; 
With  this  I  all  his  rage  repel. 

My  Jesus  hath  done  all  thing^s  well. 

[8  Sometimes  my  Lord  his  face  does  hide, 
To  make  me  pray,  or  kill  my  pride; 
Yet  then  it  on  my  mind  does  dwell, 
My  Jesus  hath  done  all  things  well.] 

9  Soon  shall  I  pass  the  vale  of  death. 
And  in  his  arms  shall  lose  my  breath; 
Yet  then  my  happy  soul  shall  tell, 
My  Jesus  hath  done  all  things  well. 


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10  And  when  to  that  bright  world  I  rise. 
And  join  the  anthems  of  the  skies; 
Above  the  rest  this  note  shall  swell. 
My  Jesus  hath  done  all  things  well- 

HYMN  103.     CM. 

1  LET  others  labour  to  possess, 

A  temporary  fame: 
We  cannot  be  content  with  less 
Than  an  immortal  name. 

2  Not  such  as  mortals  can  bestow, 

On  those  whom  they  extol: 
The  brightest  honors  here  below, 
For  us  are  far  too  small. 

3  The  honor  we  desire  to  have. 

From  God  alone  descends: 
The  honor  that  survives  the  grav6: 
That  never,  never  ends. 

4  For  ever  be  his  name  ador*d. 

Who  bids  us  hope  for  this! 
Eternal  honor  to  our  Lord, 
Who  sav'd  and  made  us  his. 

5  Our  hope  is  now,  that  through  his  love, 

We  shall  at  last  arise; 
And  from  the  springs  of  life  above, 
Drink  everlasting  joys. 

HYMN  104.     P.  M. 
1  FROM  Egypt  lately  come, 

Where  death  and  darkness  reign, 
We  seek  our  new,  our  better  home. 
Where  we  our  rest  shall  gain. 
Hallelujah! 
We  are  on  our  way  to  God. 


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2  To  Canaan's  sacred  bound 

We  haste  with  songs  of  joy; 
Where  peace  and  hbertv  are  found. 
And  sweets  that  never  ch)v. 

Hallelujah!    &c. 

3  There  sin  and  sorrow  cease, 

And  ev'ry  conflict's  o'er: 
There  we  shall  dwell  in  endless  peace, 
And  never  hunger  more. 

Hallelujah,  &c, 

4  Th;-re,  in  celestial  strains, 

Enraptur'd  myriads  sing; 
There  love  in  ev'ry  bosom  reigns. 
For  God  himself  is  king. 

Hallelujah,    &c. 

5  We  soon  shall  join  the  throng, 

Their  pleasures  we  shall  share; 
And  sing  the  everlasting  song. 
With  all  the  ransom'd  there. 

Hallelujah,  &c. 

6  How  sweet  the  prospect  is! 

It  cheers  the  pilgrim's  breast: 
We're  journeying  through  the  wilderness, 
But  soon  shall  gain  our  rest- 

Hallelujah,    &c. 

HYMN  105.     C.  M. 

1  WE'RE  bound  for  yonder  land. 

Where  Jesus  reigns  supreme: 
We  leave  the  shore  at  his  command; 
Forsaking  all  for  him. 

2  'Twere  easy  did  we  chuse, 

Again  to  reach  the  shore: 


Ill 

But  this  is  what  our  souls  refuse; 
We'll  never  touch  it  more. 

3  We  know  the  state  of  those 

Who  stillcontii.ue  there; 
And  fly  that  we  may  shun  ihe  woes 
That  else  our  port.on  were. 

4  The  perils  of  the  sea, 

The  rocks,  the  waves,  the  wind, 
Are  small,  whatever  they  may  be. 
To  those  we  leave  behind. 

5  Nor  have  we  cause  to  fear. 

The  God  who  rules  the  sea. 
In  evry  danger  will  be  near. 
And  our  protector  be. 

6  The  Lord  himsf^lf  will  keep 

His  people  safe  from  harm: 
Will  hold  the  helm,  and  guide  the  ship 
With  his  almighty  arm. 

7  Then  let  the  tempests  roar; 

The  billows  heave  and  swell; 
We  trust  to  reach  the  peaceful  shofe, 
Where  all  the  ransom'd  dwell. 

8  And  when  we  gain  the  land, 

How  happy  shall  we  be? 
How  shall  we  bless  the  mighty  hand 
That  led  us  through  the  sea? 

HYMN  106.     P.  M. 

1  OF  Jesus  we'll  sing; 
The  Siiviourand  King, 
Of  all  who  on  earth  are  redeem'iJ: 


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No  name  is  so  great; 

No  name  is  so  sweet; 

However  b}'  men  disesteem'd. 

2  How  hig-h  was  l\is  seat  ? 
His  glory  how  great  ? 

When  sitting  on  yonder  bright  throne- 

The  object  above. 

Of  wonder  and  love; 
The  object  of  worship  alone. 

3  But  see  from  his  place, 
In  infinite  grace, 

He  comes    and  appears  here  below: 

He  leaves  all  his  store, 

And  stoops  to  the  poor: 
Submitting  to  want  and  to  woe. 

4  No  love  is  like  hisj 
Unequalld  it  is, 

By  that  of  a  mother  or  friend. 

What  tongue  cannot  teach; 

What  thought  cannot  reach: 
'Tis  love  without  measure  or  end. 

5  To  Jesus  alone. 
Who  sits  on  his  throne, 

Be  glory,  dominion,  and  pow'r: 

To  Jesus  be  giv'n. 

All  honor  in  heav'n. 
By  angels  and  sidnts  evermore. 

HYMN  107.    CM. 

1  LIKE  Bartimeus  we  are  blind, 
E.  wrapt  in  nature's  night; 
The  grossest  darkness  veils  our  mhid. 
For  sin  prevents  the  sight. 


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2  But  lo!  the  Lord  from  heav*n  is  come. 

To  open  sinners   eyes: 
To  make  his  wondrous  mercy  known. 
And  Ileal  their  maladies. 

3  Come  then,  ye  blind,  and  beg",  and  pray, 

And  in  the  Lord  believe; 
For  who  can  tell  ?  perhaps  to-day, 
You  may  your  sight  receive. 

4  Jesus  of  Naz'reth  passeth  by. 

He  is  the  sinners  friend; 
Call  on  his  nume,  and  wait  and  cry. 
He  will  your  suit  attend. 

5  Should  sinners  say,  "hold  ye  your  peace, 

"  Nor  dare  to  make  so  free;'' 

The  louder  cry,  and  never  cease, 

"Have  mercy.  Lord,  on  me." 

6  Your  worthless  garments  leave  behind; 

Go  to  the  Lord  of  light; 
Trust  in  his  name,  however  blind. 
And  he  will  give  you  sight. 

HYMN  108.     P.  M. 

1  ENCOURAG'D  by  thy  word 
Ot  promise  to  ilie  poor. 
Behold  a  beggar,  Lord, 

Waits  at  thy  mercy  s  door! 
No  hand,  no  heart,  O  Lord,  but  thine. 
Can  help  or  pity  wants  like  mine. 


The  beggar's  usual  plea. 
Relief  from  men  to  gain, 

If  offer  d  unto  thee 

I  know  thou  wouldst  disdain; 

I 


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And  those  which  move  thy  .e^racious  ear, 
Are  such  as  men  would  scoin  to  hear. 

3  'Twere  folly  to  pretend 

I  never  beg-g-'d  before; 
Or,  if  thou  now  befriend, 

I'll  trouble  thee  no  more; 
Tiiou  often  hast  reiiev'd  my  pain. 
And  often  1  must  come  again. 

4  Nor  can  I  willing  be 

Thy  bounty  to  conceal. 
From  others  who  like  me. 

Their  wants  and  hunger  feel: 
I'll  tell  them  of  thy  mercy's  store, 
And  try  to  send  a  thousand  more. 

HYMN  109.     C.  M. 

1  THY  goodness,  Lord,  our  souls  confess^ 

Thy  goodness  we  adore; 
A  sprir.g  whose  blessings  never  fail, 
A  sea  without  a  shore! 

2  Sun,  moon,  and  stars,  thy  love  attest 

In  every  golden  ray; 
Love  draws  the  curtains  of  the  night, 
And  love  brings  back  the  day. 

3  Thy  bounty  ev'ry  season  crowns. 

With  all  the  bhss  it  yields; 
With  joyful  clusters  loads  the  vines. 
With  strength'nmg  grain  the  fields. 

4  But  chiefly  thy  compassion.  Lord, 

Is  in  the  gospel  seen; 
There,  like  a  sun,  thy  mercy  shines. 
Without  a  cloud  between. 


115 

5  Pardon,  acceptance,  peace  and  joy, 
Through  .lesu's  name  are  gir'n, 
He  on  the  cross  was  lifted  hig-h, 
Tiiat  we  might  reign  in  heav'n. 

HYMN  110.     P.  M. 

1  DEPTH  of  mercy!  can  there  be 
Mercy  still  reserv'd  for  me! 
Can  my  God  his  wrath  forbear? 
Me,  the  chief  of  sinners  spare? 

I  have  long"  withstood  his  i^race; 
Long  provok'd  hirp.  to  his  face; 
Would  not  hearken  to  his  calls; 
Griev'd  him  by  a  thousand  falls. 

2  I  have  spilt  his  precious  blood, 
Trampled  on  the  Son  of  God; 
Fill  d  with  pangs  unspeakable, 
I,  who  yet  am  not  in  hell ! 
Whence  to  me  this  waste  of  love? 
Ask  my  advocate  above! 

See  the  cause  in  Jesu's  face. 
Now  before  the  throne  of  grace. 

3  Lo!   I  camber  still  the  ground: 
Lo!  an  advocate  is  found  ! 

••  Hasten  not  to  cut  him  down, 
*♦  Let  this  barren  soul  alone." 
Jesus  speaks  and  pleads  his  blood  1 
He  disarms  the  wrath  of  God! 
Now  my  father's  bowels  move: 
Justice  lingers  into  love- 

4  Kindled  his  relentings  are. 
Me  he  now  deliirhts  to  spare: 
Cries,  "How  shall 
Lets  the  lifted  Uiunder  drop. 


116 

There  for  me  the  Saviour  stands; 
Shews  his  wounds  and  spreads  his  hands! 
God  is  love!  I  know,  I  feel, 
Jesus  weeps,  and  loves  me  still ! 

^5  Jesus,  answer  from  above: 
Is  not  all  thy  nature  love? 
Wilt  thou  not  the  wrong  forget  ? 
Suffer  me  to  kiss  thy  feet  ? 
If  I  rig-htly  read  thy  heart. 
If  thou  all  compassion  art. 
Bow  thme  ear,  in  mercy  bow! 
Pardon,  and  accept  me  now. 

6  Pity  from  thine  eye  let  fall; 
By  a  look  my  soul  recall; 
Now  the  stone  to  flesh  convert: 
Cast  a  look,  and  break  my  heart. 
Now  incline  me  to  repent! 
Let  me  now  my  fall  lament; 
Now,  my  soul,  revolt  deplore ! 
Weep,  believe,  and  sin  no  more. 

HYMN  111.    C.  M. 

1  LET  us  g-o  forth,  'tis  God  commands; 

Let  us  make  haste  away. 
Offer  to  Christ  our  hearts  and  hands; 
We  work  for  Christ  to-day. 

2  When  he  vouchsafes  our  hands  to  use, 

It  makes  the  labour  sweet; 
If  any  now  to  work  refuse, 
Let  not  the  sluggard  eat. 

3  Who  would  not  do  what  God  ordains, 

And  promises  to  bless.' 


117 


"Wlio  would  not  'scape  the  toils  and  pains 
Of  sinful  idleness? 

4  In  vain  to  Christ  the  slothful  pray. 

We  have  not  learn 'd  him  so; 

No— for  he  calls  himself  the  way, 

And  work'd  himself  below. 

5  Then  let  us  in  his  footsteps  tread. 

And  gladly  act  our  part; 
On  earth  employ  our  hands  and  head^ 
But  give  him  all  our  heart. 


HYMN  112.     P.  M. 

1  LAMB  of  God,  whose  bleeding  love 

We  thus  recall  to  mind. 
Send  the  answer  from  above, 

And  let  us  mercy  find; 
Think  on  us,  who  think  on  thee. 

And  every  struggling  soul  release: 
O  remember  Calvary, 

And  bid  us  go  in  peace. 

2  By  thine  agonizing  pain, 

And  bloody  sweat,  we  pray, 
By  thy  dying  love  to  man. 

Take  all  our  sins  away; 
Burst  our  bonds,  and  set  us  free. 

From  all  iniquity  release: 
O  remember  Calvary, 

And  bid  us  go  in  peace. 

3  Let  thy  blood,  by  faith  applied, 

The  sinner's  pardon  seal. 
Speak  ns  freely  justified. 
And  all  our  sickness  heal: 


118 

By  thy  passion  on  the  tree 

Let  all  our  griefs  and  troubles  cease; 
O  remember  Calvaiy, 

And  bid  us  go  in  peace. 

4  Never  will  we  hence  depart, 

Till  thou  our  wants  relieve; 
Write  forgiveness  on  our  heart. 

And  all  thine  image  give: 
StiJl  our  souls  shall  cry  to  thee 

Till  perfected  in  holiness: 
O  remember  Calvary, 

And  bid  us  go  in  peace. 

HYMN  113.     P.  M. 

1  YE  tempted  and  try'd,  to  Jesus  draw  nigh. 
He  suffer'd  and  dy'd  your  wants  to  supply; 
Trust  him  for  salvation,  you  need  not  to 

grieve, 
There's  no  condemnation  to  them  that  be- 
lieve. 

2  By  day  and  by  night  his  love  is  made  known. 
It  is  his  delight  to  succour  his  own; 

He  will  have  compassion,  then  why  should 
you  grieve: 

There's  no  condemnation  to  them  that  be- 
lieve. 

3  Though  Satan  will  seek  the  sheep  to  annoy; 
The  helpless  and  Weak  he  ne'er  shall  de- 
stroy; 

Christ  is  their  salvation,  and  strength  he 
will  give, 

There's  no  condemnation  to  them  that  be- 
lieve. 


119 

TIYMN  114.     L.  M. 

1  THINE  earthly  sabbaths,  Lord,  we  love. 
But  there's  a  nobler  resi  above; 

To  that  our  longing-  souls  aspire, 
>Vith  cheerful  hope  and  warm  desire, 

2  No  more  fatigue,  no  more  distress, 
Nor  sill,  nor  hell,  shall  reach  the  place; 
Nor  groans  shall  mingle  with  the  songs, 
M'hich  warble  from  immortal  tongues. 

3  No  rude  alarms  of  raging  foes, 
No  cares  to  break  the  long  repose. 
No  midnight  shade,  no  clouded  sun, 
But  sacred    high,  eternal  noon- 

4  O  long  expected  day,  begin — 
Dawn  on  these  realms  of  woe  and  sin; 
Fam  would  we  leave  this  weary  road, 
And  sleep  in  death,  to  rest  with  God. 

HYMN  115.     C.  M. 

1  TO  praise  the  ever  bounteous  Lord, 

My  soul  wake  all  thy  powers: 
He  calls,  and  at  his  voice  come  forth 
The  smiling  hai'vest  hours. 

2  His  covenant  with  the  earth  he  keeps; 

My  tongue  his  goodness  sing; 
Summer  and  winter  know  their  time, 
His  harvest  crowns  the  spring. 

3  "Well  pleas'd  the  toiling  swains  behold 

The  waving  yellow  crop; 
With  joy  they  bear  the  sheaves  away^ 
And  sow  again  in  hope. 


-»       120 

4  Thus  teach  me,  gracious  God,  to  sow 

The  seeds  of  rig-hteousness; 
Smile  on  my  soul,  and  with  thy  beams 
The  ripening  harvest  bless. 

5  Then  in  the  last  great  harvest,  I 

Shall  reap  a  glorious  crop; 

The  harvest  shall  by  far  exceed 

What  I  have  sow'd  in  hope. 

HYMN  116.    L    M. 

1  AS  when  the  weary  traveller  gains 

The  height  of  some  o'erlooking  hill. 
His  heart  revives,  if  *cross  the  plains 
He  eyes  his  home,  though  distant  still. 

2  Thus  when  the  Christian  pilgrim  views 

By  faith,  his  mansion  in  the  skies; 
The  sight  his  fainting  strength  renews, 
And  wings  his  speed  to  reach  the  prize. 

3  The  thought  of  home  his  spirit  cheers. 

No  more  he  grieves  for  troubles  past; 
Nor  any  tuture  trial  fears. 
So  he  may  safe  arrive  at  last. 

4  'Tis  there,  he  says,  I  am  to  dwell 

With  Jesus,  in  the  realms  of  day: 
There  I  shall  bid  my  cares  farewell. 
And  he  shall  wipe  my  tears  away. 

5  Jesus,  on  thee  our  hope  depends. 

To  lead  us  on  to  thine  abode: 
Assur'd  our  home  will  make  amends 
For  all  our  toil  while  on  the  road, 

FINIS. 


INDEX 

To  find  the  first  line  in  each  Jhjmr.. 


i  waked  by  Sinai's  awful  sound, 
-^  Afflictions  iJio'  tht-y  seem  severe,    - 
All  hail  the  power  of  Jesu's  name, 
Arise  roy  tender  thoughts  arise, 
Anoiher  six  days'  work  is  done,  - 
Awake  my  soul,  in  Joyful  strains,  - 
As  M  hen  the  weary  traveller  gains,     - 

Berone  unbelief,  my  Saviour  is  near, 
Burst  ye  emernid'  gates  and  bring. 
Bright  scenes  of  glory  strike  my  sense,  - 
By  whom  shall  Jacob  now  arise, 
Behold  a  stranger  at  the  door, 

Come  my  soul  and  let  us  try. 
Come  ye  that  love  the  Lord  indeed. 
Come  and  taste  along  \vitli  me. 
Come  all  ye  wear>-  travellei-s, 

Don't  you  see  my  Jesus  coming,    - 
Dearest  Jesus'though  unseen, 
Depthof  mercy  can  there  be,  - 

Enquire  ye  pilgrims  for  the  way,     - 
Endless  praises,         ... 
Encouraged  by  thy  word,     -       -       - 


'arewell  my  dear  brethren,  the  time 
Farewell  dear  friends,  I  must  be  gone. 


Page. 
3 

-       4 
5 


9 
106 
120 


11 
11 
13 
13 

16 
17 
115 


84 
113 


IxNDEX. 


From  whence  does  this  uu^in  arise, 
From  Egypt  lately  come,      - 


G 


od  is  in  this,  and  even'  place,     - 
Gracious  Lord,  my  heart  is  fixed. 


How  lost  was  my  condition,     - 
Hail  sovereign  love,  that  first  began, 
Holy  Jt'siis,  lovely  Lamb,  -        .       -        . 
Hasten  O  sintier,  to  be  wise,  -        .        - 
His  vesunents  of  righteousness, 
Here  long,  I  shall  not  stay,    ... 
Hearts  of  stone,  relent,  relent, 

In  the  house  of  king  David  a  fountain 
If  life's  pleasures  charm  thee,     - 
If  Jesus  is  ours,  we  have  a  sure  friend, 
I've  fou;id  the  peailof  gieat«-st  price, 
If  o\n-  vaifare  be  laborious, 
.Inspii'e  our  sou's,  thou  heiuenly  Dove,     • 
In  the  floods  of  tiibuiauon, 
In  Sharon's  lovely  rose,      .       -       .       . 


Jesus,  at  thy  command,      -       -       .       -       , 
Jerusalem  mj  liappy  home,        -       -       - 
Jesu J  I  love  tliy  charming  name, 
Jesus  I  know  Jiath  died  for  nie,         ... 

Iift  up  your  hearts,  Immanuei's  friends, 
^  LaJer;  with  guilt,  sinners  arise. 
Lord  if  thy  people  suiter  grief,      -        .        . 
Let  others  labour  to  possess,        -        .        .        . 
I^i'.te  Bartiir.eas  we  aie  biind,        -       -       , 
J.et  us  go  forth,  'tis  God  commands, 
liamb  of  God.  whose  bleeding  love,     -       , 

Mercy  O  thou  son  of  David,        -        .        - 
iMy  times  of  sorrow,  and  of  joy, 
My  gracious  Redeemer  I  iuve,  .        . 

Toothing  btlt  thy  blood.  O  Jesus, 

^^    iVow  in  a  song  of  grateful  praise,    . 

O  Jesus  my  Saviour,  to  thee  I  subinit,     . 
O  how  i  liave  long'd  fur  the  coming,  &c, 
O  give  me  Lord  m>  siiib  to  mourn,       .        . 

O  when  shall  I  see  Jesus, 

O  thou,  in  ^vhose  pj-esence  my  soul  ,&c.      . 
O  God,  mv  heart  with  love  iuriame,  .        .       « 
O  Zicm  afflicted,  wiilj  wave  upon  wave, 


INDEX. 


Oncp  more  tlie  ilieti-ful  sun's  withdrawn, 
O  Zion,  wlirn  I  think  on  thec, 
O  h.".d  I  ilu'  wiiifjs  (if  a  dove,      .        , 
O  thon  that  lit-ait- st  the  jirayer  of  failli, 
Of  J»sus  we'll  sinp, 

Pi-aiae  the  Saviour,  ye  who  know  him, 
Praise  we  him  by  whose  kind  favour, 

Sv»-eet  rirers  of  redeeniintr  love, 
Subjict  i.f  the  King  of  heaven,  . 

Sweet  to  rejoice  in  lively  hope,    . 
Saviour  visit  thy  plantation,    . 
Saw  ye  nty  Saviour,      .... 
Sinners  the  waniinj^  hear. 
Sweet  the  moments, rich  in  blessinp. 


There  is  a  holy  city,     .        .        .        . 
There  is  a  land  of  pleasure, 
The  wond'rous  love  of  Jesus,  . 
The  Lonl*s  into  his  p^rden  come, 
Thouf^h  in  the  outward  ctiurch  below.     , 
Thy  mercy  my  God,  is  the  theme  of,  ike. 
"Tis  my  happiness  below,  . 

There  is  a  heaven  o'er  yonder  skies,   . 
To  Christ  the  Lord,  lei  every  tongue. 
'Tis  relijjion  that  can  f^ve,    . 
Though  eartli's  wealth  allure  thee,  ,        . 
Theaioniufif  work  is  done,    .        .        . 
Thef^spel  comi>s  Mith  welcome  news, 
Throucrh  iha  dark  and  silent  hours,     . 
There  is  a  May  .hat  hads  to  death. 
The  Son  of  n>Rn  they  did  betray, 
'I'hough  sweet  gliding  Kedron  by,    » 
Thy  gooilness  Lo;-d,  our  souls  confess, 
Thiiie  earthly  sabbaths  Lerd  we  love,     ^ 
To  praise  the  ever  bounteous  Lord,    . 


T   ital  spark  of  heavenly  flame,     . 

"IXfhfn  Abraham's  sej-vant  to  procure, 

T  ▼     When  languor  nnd  4lis«  ase,  . 
Whither  gocst  thou  pilgrim  stranger, 
When  faith  prcsinr?  the  Saviour's  depth, 
When  we  pass  thro'  yonder  river, 
What  i:;  'if. '  ■ti^  hut  a  vap<»ur, 
We'il  spe«k  of  Christ,  no  matter  who. 
Whence  come  ye  weeping  pilgrims, 


INDEX. 


We've  no  abiding;  city  here,         .        .       .        :        .  Uci 

>Ve  are  bound  lor  the  Kingdom,      ,        .        .        .  no 

Ye  cliiUlren  of  Zion  who're  aiming  for  glory,        •  70 

Ye  dying  sons  of  men,     .        .        *        .        .  75 

Your  harps  ye  trembling  sainH,  .        •        ...  78 

Ye  tempted  and  tried  to  Jesus,         .        .        .        ,  118 


To  find  the.  Suhjecis. 
— QO^— 

Af  nietions  arrest  the  proilie^l,  and  made  the  instru- 
ment of  conviction,  4 
Acqnieseuce  in  the  disotiisations  of  providence  40 
Allurements  of  eartli  resisted,  79 
Anxious  cnres  for  to  hkhtow  repressed,  80 
Arms  of  mercy,  loosinc:  the  chains  that  bound  the  sinner,  83 
Adoring  the  p^ooduess  of  God.  114 

Blind  Baitimeus,  39 

RInod  and  ripfhteo^isness  of  Christ  our  refuge,  101 

niood  bou^^^ht  pardon,  dissolves  a  heart  of  stone,  101 

Beggar,  waiting  at  mercy's  door,  113 

Crowning  Jesus  I-ord  of  all,  5 

Compassionate  iMiwels  yearning  over  dying  men  6 

Confidence  in  God,  under  sore  connicts,  7 

Christmas  morning.  16 

Christian  not  asham'd  of  Jesus,  35 

Cliristian  soldier,  43 

Christians  triumph  over  trouble,  Satan,  and  death,  54 

Christians  made  happy  by  a  revival.  64 

Christ  the  Christian's  theme,  89 

Cnicifixion  of  Christ,  97 

Christian  Pilgiim  viewing  his  mansion,  &c.  120 


D 


escription  of  Christ,  45,  56 

F'  xtatic  joys  fi-om  a  view  of  heaven,  8,  9 

f  Encoiinigivment  to  walk  the  narrow  road,  11 

Kndless  praises  to  our  Lord,  8* 


SUBJECTS. 


F.vcninp  Hymn,  gO,  91 

Enquiring-  pi  Igiim's  for  Zion's  hilJ,  '  20 
Einjilojiujj  our  hands  and  heads  on  earth,  but  giving  to 

Christ  our  hcaiis.  116 

Faith  and  unbelief  altemately  prevailing  11 

Foo<l  and  i-aiinent  enough, '  103 

Forsaking  all  lor  Jesus,  1 1 1 

Farewell  liymii,  21,  22 

Full  surrender  of  the  heart,  27 

Fountain  opened,  28 

Female  pilgrim,  72 

Faith  presenting  the  Saviour's  death,  76 

Good  old  way,  :7 

Grace  of  Christ  alone  sufficient.  9o 

Glory,  dominion  and  power  given  to  Jesus,  II3 

Hindrances  opposed,  32 

Holy  city  above,  4g 

Happiness  under  the  Cross,  68 

Honour  and  everlasting  joy,  10s) 

Invitation  to  the  sons  of  men  to  come  to  Jesus's  arms. 
Invoking  Jesus  for  mercy,  pardon  and  aeceptiuice,    11 5 

Jesus  the  great  Physician,  2r5 

Jesus  our  faithful  friend,  3 1 

Jesus  our  pilot.  33 

Jerusalem  the  Clu-istian's  home,  34 

Jesus  the  hope  of  glory  invoked,  JH 

Jesus  our  great  high  priest,  82 

Jacob's  friends  are  few.  82 

Jehovah  keeps  his  people  thi-ough  tlieir  warfare,  84 

JesKS  knocking  and  still  waiting,  86 

Jesus  deserves  praise,  92 

Jesus  Lord  of  all,  99 

Jesus  our  hope,  amid  waves  and  stormi,  100 
Jesus  whispers  consolation,  in  the  floods  of  tribulation,     99 

Jesus  hath  done  all  things  well,  107 


K 


edron's  sweet  gliding  stream,  102 

Ioving  Jesus,  tho'  unseen,  17 

J  Love  and  thanksgiving  rendered,  41 

Land  of  heavenly  pleasure,  61 

Lifebut  a  vapour,  77 

Lamb  of  God  invoked,  to  remem1)rr,  &c.  1 17 

Lord's  coverai:t  with  the  earth,  J 19 


hiUDJECTS.  vii. 

Moments  iH'foretlie  cross  sweet,  60 

Mtrcj- the  CJiristian's  theme,  ,67 

TVr  anie  of  Jesus  cliarraiiig',  J2 

X^    News  of  diviiie  nierc) ,  42 


o 


ur  sins  crucified  tlic  Son  of  God,  104 

Pearl  of  gi-eat  price  Ibuud,  31 

Penitential  g-rief  43 

Praise  to  Christ  for  all  our  joys,  73 

Pi-ospect  sweet  of  reaching  lieaven,  76 

People  of  God  comforted  iu  sorrow's  seven-fold  Jicated 

furnace,  86 

Praise  to  the  Redeemer,  87 

Pilgrims  bound  to  Ziou,  9^ 

Rock  of  my  Salvation,  -  29 

Kelipion  can  g-ive  solid  comfort,  75 

R  Die  of  Sharon,  106 

Redeemer's  lovmy;  kindness  fite,  i'/. 

Subbath  monjinj;^,  9 

Seeing  Jesus  coniin;,',  17 

Sov 'reign  love  a  hiding  place,  24 

Sinner  urged  to  imploi-e  niercj",  22 

Sinner  called  to  view  Ijis  sacrifice,  33 

Sweetness  of  claiming  eltrnal  joys,  55 

Sweetnes^  of  a  lively  hope  in  death,  56 

Sa^  iour's  visit  to  his  giirden  invoked,  53 

Saviour's  i)assion,  59 

Sinnei-s  warned  to  f'ee  to  Jesus,  60 
Saints  taking  tlieir  harps  from  the  willows  to  praise  the 

Lord,  73 
Subjects  ot  the  Kin  t^  of  kings,  talking  of  glorious  tliemes,  88 

Sighing  for  Ziou's  sa'jred  walls,  ys 

Seeking  our  better  home  above,  109 

Sabbatliday,  lig 

Terrors  of  tlie  law,  2 

Inith  is  a  sacred  treasure,  97 

rhe  lemi)ted  and  tried  invited  to  draw  nigh  to  Jesus,      118 


u 

V: 


nion  in  meeting  and  i)arling, 
Jtal  spark  of  lieavtnly  flame^ 


viii.  SUBJECTS. 

Weary  j>ilgrin»'s  consolation,  i  3 

Weary  ti-avcUers  praising  Christ,  18 

Woiurrous  love  of  Jesus,  63 

AVIieat  and  'lai-es,  66 

"Way  to  heaven  difficult,  69 
Wings  of  a  Dovejto  mix  witli  tlie  spirits  abo^  c, 

Way  to  death,  95 

"Way  to  joys  alx)ve,  iO. 

Zion  enconraged  and  comforted,  51 

Zion's  chiUlren  aiming  for  glorj',  71 

Zion  our  abiding  City,  96 


FINIS. 


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